Sun Mote Copse You should see me in a crown

Sequoia agreed to pass along Wildfire's tidings and the conversation reached a natural and companionable lull. Now that Weejay had settled down again, the Sovereign recognized an opportunity when she saw one. Gingerly, she unfurled from around the youngsters, slithering her tail away from them and then pausing to see if the cool air disturbed them. It didn't.

"Could you watch them so I can step away for a moment?" Wildfire asked the yearling. "Nature calls," she added with a prim smile.