Sunspire Mountains he threw me on the needle bed, across my dress he laid

Another boom of lightning soared through the sky, and Orlaith looked up. A glare to the sky, but she couldn't move on with the type of weather drowning it out. She wanted to move away from the court as far as possible, across the mountain range and beyond. It was low on the ground, facing to the northern borders, if she walked that way, there would be a day to encounter Lumiya again.

She didn't want to see them and couldn't stomach the thought.

With reluctance, the flaming but drenched wolf went for cover. However, it looked like she chose wrong. Upon entrance and a slight shade from the rain, Orlaith rose an brow, "oh," she said, "it's you."