Thunder Dome from the art of mirrors

greymoor wolves? :o tags for ref!

there had been no court to which they might return. teya had not cared to stay; she had come after the silvergrey man and the redmasque, growing more and more wary the longer they moved from the willows. 
on a well-traveled plateau they settled; teya frowned at the unsure feel of it. 
it was not the hunt that drew the girl away that evening; it was lightning dancing around an odd peak. she drew closer to it, not telling either of the pair that she had gone off; when at last time passed and showed teya the breadth of the place she had come, the stars glinted coolly above, half-hidden by sharp flashes of electricity as thick clouds began to gather.