Bramblepoint we steal fire from the heavens

He frowned when she answered no and sat so that their sides touched, reaching over to nuzzle her cheek in silent comfort. Before he could ask for more information, she asked him the same thing. He sighed a little, loathe to dump his worries on her when she already seemed upset, but he wouldn't lie...not to her. I'm worried we are unsafe here, he answered, remaining close and taking comfort in her presence. The sky, the crumbling mountains, the quaking earth—it all filled him with dread, but he had no idea what to do about it, which only intensified his fear about their future.