Sunbeam Lair I carry the weight on my back

Their scents were here — Reverie and those she'd left with. But a fresh scent lingered, too; someone unfamiliar to Sunspot. His hackles lifted, shoulders already taut with tension, but his own entry into the cavern was slow and deliberate. Watchful.

He kept his head low, gilded eyes burning from the shadows as he scanned the cave's interior. It only took him a few seconds to spot her. The woman was in tatters, no one he knew, but the blonde of her fur drew him forward. You alright? He inquired, though he was sure the answer would be no.