Ravenshook Cliffs on what wings dare he aspire?

She exhaled shakily, one ear twisting sideways at the distant snarl of thunder over the open ocean. It wasn't until a bright burst of lightning stitched across the darkening sky that she looked in that direction. She swallowed, still wondering how long she'd been out here. She was soaked and starving. She needed to find someplace dry, something to eat, and then head home.

When she turned, she found herself face to face with a stranger just a handful of meters away. She wouldn't normally have reacted so skittishly, yet her current state of mind was as stormy as the weather. Sugar gasped, one foot hitched in midair as if she was about to bolt, before she gathered her wits and blinked the water out of her eyelashes.

"H-hello!" She hated that it came out as a stammer. Inching a little closer, she motioned toward the nearby woods and raised her voice a little to say, "We should find some shelter, don't you think?"