Dragoncrest Cliffs in hell i'll be in good company

I'm going to wrap this!! Vague as I can <3

Rosalyn sprinted towards the call, towards where the sounds of violence could barely be heard over the sound of the storm. But the rainwater made the path treacherous, and in her wild rush, she misstepped. The fall overbalanced her and sent her tumbling left, off of the trail she'd been following and down the darkened and steep slope of the cliffs.

By the time she woke, littered with debris, Zephyr and whatever he fought would be nowhere to be found. Nor would Mireille. The storm would be past, sparing her, but still taking enough in it's wake.