Scared of the dark

Lightning? Motif vaguely remembered a flash in the sky before all the chaos had started. She had seen storms before, but never ones that existed without rain. Still, how did lightning create fire? Lightning was… was an effect in the sky, it was magic and kinda scary, but it didn’t affect the real world.

Her friend would go on to explain how storms worked, and how the lack of rain and the dry grasses had led to the blaze. “Next time, it could eat us” Motif said quietly as her friend mentioned the fire having nothing else to consume.

With that cheerful thought, Motif turned over, burying her face into Canni’s plush fur with a sigh, and closing her eyes. She wasn’t certain she would be able to sleep, but she was already a lot more comfortable now then she had been back in her quiet, empty den. This was where she belonged.