Dragoncrest Cliffs As long as there is whiskey in the world

Portia invited her on a quick foray back to the dens (she presumed). Wildfire pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "If they see me, they won't let me leave again. It was tough enough the first time," she said. She wondered if the Fisa would face the same dilemma. "Can I wait here, then we'll go back out together? I'd love to tag along if that's okay," she repeated earnestly.