Hoshor Plains And I see fire, blood in the breeze,

Riley was at a loss for words.

She didn't know him anymore, sorry? What kind of bullshit was that? He scowled -- if he was capable of crossing his arms he would have done so in total disbelief.

Several seconds spanned in the silence between them, where Riley begrudgingly accepted the inevitable truth. The freshly-scarred phoenix was not lying. His gaze traced the brutal lacing of lightning-strike on her hide. Irrefutable evidence that Orlaith now was not the Orlaith he had once known.

"Lightning can do that?" Riley first queried, finding the question was unnecessary. Clearly, it was capable of thieving memories, so Riley brushed aside the question with a paw. "Where are you living now?"