Dragoncrest Cliffs we'll be at orale by 3 pm friday.

When he didn't leave or snap at her, she was surprised, though she kept this thought to herself and did not move. She listened to him speak, listened to him pretend offense at her words, and felt him curl up beside her, pressed spine-to-spine. Some part of her wished to turn and lay half-atop him like one did with packmates in the winter, for warmth. She felt the desire and let it slip past, wondering at it, and then she closed her eyes and went back sleep.

[Fade?]