Emberflame Ridge oh wrap the ground around

mona had thought very little of wardruna's movement — first she was cold, and now she was not. that was enough for the firebird. unable to keep from following the line of the stoic man's eye toward the storm, mona's body gave a final tremble, not from the rain drying in her fur, but from the fear of what might have happened had he not come along, or had they not made it to the willows.
wardruna spoke then, answering mona with a teasing nature she had not expected from a creature who appeared so warlike. the girl's ears flattened, her smile quick and embarassed as she flushed beneath the gentle searching of his gaze. he was both like and unlike nathaniel — mona hoped her falcon was not too worried about her.
"exploring. i uh, lost track of time." mona glanced at the rainwet world once more; deciding the storm would not soon abate, the little mayfair settled onto her belly alongside wardruna's warm broad flank, tucking her forepaws beneath the plush red fur of her chest. "i found the trouble you were avoiding," she joked weakly, clearing her throat and falling silent a second later.