Dawnlark Plains Fire alone can save our Clan.

She mentioned some distant land she probably originated from. For a young girl, it was expected.
She'd not explored much, perhaps just left her home in the early years of her life.
No, this was just some freak deluge.
Nieve. Easy pickings for him.
He could get her to eat some poppies...keep her sedated for a while...

No, he was busy looking for something more fulfilling.​
"It ne'r like dis. Freak veather." 
Yeah, surely it'll get better. Well, they were going quickly into autumn now so perhaps not. Next year will be better, but this winter will be very, very wet it seems.

"Where yous be goin' now?"
Wouldn't help to ask, in case they were going the same way.
He stared at her. Looked deep into her face even when she looked away. Now, he started to move closer, wondering if she were so naive to let him.