Hushed Willows dangerops prangent sex?

she isn’t far from the source of the call. it startles her more than anything and she turns, looking around. things were a little weird and she can’t figure out why. delight hasn’t been around for her to ask, either, but she isn’t sure she wants to know all that much.
 
brilliance turns her path toward the call, lingering in the cover of a willow. it’s been a while since she’s seen the leader, having taken to hiding again when her paw had been hurt but now that she was better, she still didn’t want to be noticed. the last time they’d been together ended horribly and surely she’s said something to seabreeze. or delight, maybe. she doesn’t know. the thought alone causes her stomach to churn.
 
she lets go of a heavy breath, slowly, and hunkers down at the base of the tree in silence.