Silver Moraine I took a pill in Ibiza

There was no love lost between Luke and Reek, which did not surprise her. Wildfire was glad there was someone else to look after Saena and her pups, considering their deadbeat dad. That fact that she had given birth sometime in the days since their encounter caused Wildfire's brows to shoot nearly off her face. The circumstances left a lot to be desired, of course, but the yearling felt a rush of warmth. She hoped everything had gone as well as possible.

"Don't apologize," she said in response to the look he gave her. She made a lighthearted shooing motion, to the detriment of her sore ribs. "You too. Go take care of them and give Saena my well wishes." Wildfire returned Luke's smile, if not his bow (her poor ribs), watching until he disappeared before turning to look across the moraine again. Her brows knitted and she sighed, steeling herself for the perilous trek.