Sun Mote Copse Plasma storm.

The air was hot and thick today, the sun beating down relentlessly as Towhee wrapped up a midday patrol. As soon as she finished, she sought a drink, then slowly made her way back to the rendezvous site. A few others were there. Her orange gaze swept over them, landing on @Bronco and Meerkat as they chatted animatedly. Her lips twitched as she flopped down in a patch of shade near the edge of the clearing. She continued watching them until her eyes slowly drifted shut.

She woke with a jolt sometime later to the sight of dark gray skies. Towhee blinked dazedly as lightning flashed, followed by a peal of thunder she couldn't hear but which shook the ground. Smacking her dry lips, she pushed onto all fours and looked toward where the others had been gathered before. She saw no one now and assumed they'd taken cover ahead of the storm.