Make It Rain [Siobhan]

Siobhan laughed but it came out more like a croak as her throat finally relaxed. "Y-yes, I have a condition. It was worse when I was younger, but I usually manage fine now. I think I was just caught off guard," she admitted, flattening her ears sheepishly. The blue light of the moon picked up on the striations of her fur colors. Wherever her fur was a lighter grey, the blue moonlight seemed to sparkle and reflect. Álarr, who was white nearly all over, shone like a blue beacon in the light. Sio blinked to make sure she was seeing it correctly. "And I suppose I am kind of a ma'am now. It's easy to lose track of time when you travel alone," she murmured. When he agreed that the light was strange, Siobhan nodded a few times in quick succession. "Why don't we find some shelter from this moonlight? I don't like anything about it." She left the offer open, not wanting to intrude. He smelled like a pack wolf and they often had other duties to tend to aside from keeping wayward travelers company. Siobhan slowly began to pad towards the copses of stripling trees that lined the Rio Grande. Perhaps she could make a nest alone among the roots and wait for the night to pass if he didn't join her.