Emberflame Ridge and they were roommates

@Saarthal

Having a companion to travel with takes some getting used to. Being along the last several weeks was often filled with loneliness and hunger, yearning for something else, but she hadn’t realized how much she needed it. They hunt together, sleep together—just about everything—and it’s… nice. It doesn’t matter where she is, @Varinril isn’t too far off (if they’ve separated), but most of the time they she’s within her eyesight. There’s no set pace for them and over the next few days they move from the cache to the ridge, climbing one side until they reach the heavily forested area. Singed trees and burnt ground offer an interesting story that she’ll never know and she finds one particular tree that has fallen over due to lightning.
 
She lifts her head and looks over her shoulder, searching for the pale girl. In that moment, she’s nowhere to be found but she isn’t deterred. Refocusing her attention on the fallen tree, a leathery nose sniffs out the immediate area before she approaches. The inside is hollowed out from fire eating its way through and she pokes through, noting the charred scent left behind. There is no life inside the tree, nor surrounding it, and she moves around the base to find a spot to investigate. Front paws come off the ground and she places them on the side of the tree, feeling for weakened spots to avoid before she hops up on top. A few holes offer here and there have burned through the trunk but the casing is relatively stable and she moves along it with a natural grace, claiming it as her own temporary throne.
 
If only you had a crown, my girl.