Dragoncrest Cliffs Soon as I open my eyes, see the sun through the blinds, I feel electrified

He seemed mildly embarrassed by the question, though he made no mention of any discomfort. Heartened that something as uncontrollable as her hormones would not derail this quality time spent with her youngest son, Wildfire turned her nose into the wind. It was crisp and salty. She breathed in deeply, feeling more at home than ever. And there, beneath the wintry sea breeze and even her own alluring scent, she captured something.

"Smells like a groundhog," she observed, looking at Bobby. "I think that sounds like a hearty breakfast." Wildfire smirked, then invited, "You take point."