Fox's Glade Give my gun away when it's loaded

She might have lain there a while longer, let the bitterness and the anger that burned beneath her skin like an untamed fire consume her, but her spiral into agony was interrupted by the approach of the dragoness. 

Liri pushed herself to her paws, unwilling to lie prostrate before this regal, beautiful woman. Her dark gaze flickered over the familiar flame, recognizing her from the summer before. They'd encountered the fiery Alphess on their way to the plateau so long ago. 

"Hey, " she rasped in return, noting that the stranger too looked troubled.