Sleeping Dragon dragonglass

"Nothin'," she murmured. There were aliases aplenty, though just now she couldn't recall a single other one of them. "Maybe I should come up with something to do with Wildfire," she added, voice barely more than a whisper. She hiccuped, a lump in her throat.

She appreciated his tender gestures and leaned into them. She felt guilty because she should be helping him get clean, then fetch him some food. For now, Bat halfheartedly groomed the worst of his tousled, dirty fur, and told herself she would hunt something after giving herself a little more time to process the sad news.

"I don't know what your plans are," Bat said after a while, "but if you'd like to hang out, I'd be happy for the company. Seq and I decided to split up a while ago. It was on friendly terms," she clarified, "I wanted to see what it was like to travel totally alone. I really have enjoyed it. But I could use a friend right now. Maybe you could too?"

And as it turned out, he could.