Sun Mote Copse and the mome raths outgrabe

The sudden onslaught surprised Sugar so much that she froze for a moment before ducking for cover beneath Elwood. He shook and she peeped out from between his forelegs, huffing a quiet breath. It was only rain but it was so loud and actually pretty cold too. She pressed against his leg, waterlogged, a slight tremble passing through her small body.

"Say me?" she queried, looking up at his dripping chin before glancing out into the downpour again, trying to make out the den's entrance. Just now, the mud wasn't nearly as enticing as somewhere warm and dry to shelter.