Sunspire Mountains he threw me on the needle bed, across my dress he laid

"No shit, i'd beat your ass if you did." Her senses were quite keen, she doubted the other could skulk in the background to the point Orlaith wouldn't notice. She didn't think he was stalking her, but how he described, kinda grew into some of the habits. Maybe that's why he was such an odd yearling.

"Listen," the flame sighed, "what are you going to do now? I for one, going down the mountains eventually." Orlaith had no intention to laying in the flatlands to the east, as that was the way the court faced. Orlaith didn't want the chance to meet any of the fae's, as they would especially roam in that area, or within the mountains. She had a desire to go west, a less chance to see any there.

Perhaps a new beginning, somewhere. Anywhere, but here. Yet, she couldn't do that yet, as the rain seemed to never end.