Wapun Meadow Paint young honey, face so sunny, ain't that funny

Watching him stare into the rain she hoped he'd been saved the horrible sights she'd seen. After a silence that had her openly peering questioningly at him he introduced himself. Phoebus...what a lovely name, it sounded bright like the sun marks he wore. Ears shifting back against her head she bit back the impulse to snap defensively about surviving like everyone else and breathed out slowly while accepting the truth of her situation. A bitter medicine to swallow and one that had her voice a little hardened when she replied her emerald eyes turning to watch the droplets of rain fall off of a broken and dangling branch "I'm trying to survive and find my sister. It was hard enough without the rain" she admitted falling quiet and gritting her teeth as her cheeks heated up with embarrassment. Helpless....she hated the feeling but it was once again what she found herself to be alone in this weather. "No pack. Haven't had a home for a long time. You?"