Thunder Dome plan a pretty picnic

Thanks for the save!

Rue was relieved to find a cozy, dry cavern as she squeezed through the cleft in the cliffside. It was not an overly-large space, but it would certainly do. She was further relieved to hear the other woman announce her arrival, and she turned to welcome the midnight-pelted wolf in with an equally cheerful reply.

Except the woman standing in the cave entrance wasn't midnight-pelted at all. Quite the opposite, in fact. Rue's relief morphed into starled confusion. It took her a long moment to recover. She finally shook her head as if to fling away the confusion, and she adjusted her expression to one of friendly curiosity. 

"Yes! Yes, of course, please come in." The woman had stood in the rain long enough waiting for Rue to recover from her surprise. "Ruenna," she offered as a replacement for being addressed as "stranger." If they were to wait out the storm together, they certainly wouldn't be strangers long.   "Sorry, I-- I met a dark-coated woman up on the ridge-- I thought you were going to be her." Rue shook her head again, knowing she probably wasn't making much sense. "No matter. Hopefully she found somewhere safe to shelter."