Rising Sun Valley Wake me

A sudden burst sent her ravens sputtering into the sky and the creature into coil, her arctic hackles bristling, spreading herself flat over the sweating stone in upset, until the fear in her look of surprise softens to elation. She casts a vertical glance to make sure it really was her.

Gold girl!

Her body unwound, greeting the familiar face with quick thumps of tail and falling into playful bow, parting her lips to gather her scent…

But then there was vomit.

“Reverie!” A shriek cracked and she dove towards her, circling with low whines, searching with a frenzied nose for sign of illness or injury and finding none. That was certainly one way to greet a…friend. Were they friends? She was fond of the girl, drawn to her in perhaps a few ways.

“You alright, kid?”