Redsand Canyon Nightcrawler.

Reyson had lifted his head at the first light of the night sky. The lightning crackling across the area, it was a heat storm probably, but perhaps not. He shuddered. They always felt so foredboding, different than rain. Rain was clean and fresh. Lightning storm in and of itself, was different. He wasn't certain why.

Towhee was lit up by the lightning. It accentuated her form as he moved closer. He tilted his head and studied the surrounding area, and then brought it back to her. Leaving a deep scour in the earth. He moved forward when she spoke.

Reyson moved closer so she could see him when he spoke, he was not familiar with any other language for her. He tried to keep his distance though.

Normally yes. But I couldn't sleep. Night Devils. Shouldn't you be sleeping with the little ones? Little pups go to bed early don't they?

His ignorance of how puppies work clear in his question. He meant nothing by it. He was merely curious.