Storm's A Brewin'

The stranger moved to snuggle closer to her, and Finch let out a high pitched whine. It was a mix of fear and unease, but she didn't move away. When the other woman pushed against her she felt her warmth seep into her bones, and let out a soft sigh. She remained tense for a moment before allowing herself to sink into her spotted form. Greedily she wiggled closer to the warmth, pushing away her fears. She knew that she needed to get warm, that she was at risk for freezing out here. The strange woman offered to help her, and Finch looked up at her with wide blue eyes. She was... willing to help her? But she hadn't even done anything, she didn't even know this wolf. But... she seemed so kind and gentle. Finch felt uneasy still, but she couldn't deny that she couldn't get anywhere without help. Finch may be young and afraid, but she wasn't a fool. "M-my name is F-finch, and I w-wanna go h-home. I live in A-abaven. I d-don't even know wh-where I am..." she admitted. She didn't know where here was, or where anything was. She felt so turned around. "I t-think its i-in the East."

"Speech"
'thoughts'