Sun Mote Copse Danger days

Wraen pointed to a cluster of bushes and they darted toward it, folding themselves beneath the scraggly branches. It wasn't perfect but it was shelter from the brunt of the rainstorm, which hammered the surrounding forest floor. The Sovereign wondered if it would pass as abruptly as it had come.

In the meantime, their conversation continued. Wildfire chewed on the question a moment before admitting, "I can't think of anything off the top of my head, though I can think of a few things I did do that I regretted. Although some part of me likes the idea that everything happens for a reason, so even the bad stuff serves some purpose..." She trailed off and set her chestnut eyes on her companion's face. "What about you?"