Emberwood [m]Reach for light.

A final yawn, an attempt to gulp down one last large mouthful of air. Grackle, opposite to the stranger, allowed herself to lie down fully, back legs sprawled to avoid putting pressure on them. She had nothing left to prove, at least not at this moment. It was time to take a second to recover.

Bonnie.

She let the name dance around her mind for a moment, large head tilting from side to side as she considered it. Bonnie. She tested the name on her tongue, finding it to her liking. Bonnie. Yes, it fit somehow. He was rather bonnie now, wasn't he?

Are you thinking of attacking me again? She asked, folding one forepaw over the other to better inspect it. I won't stop you, if that's what you'd like.