A trick in the sky

Ignita couldn't help but feel the flinch ripple through his feathers draped over her back as she mentioned floods. She glanced sidelong at him as she was close enough to hear him say something softly about the fleas and his whole demeanor turned sad.

She didn't know what happened, but it must have been something about a flood. She reached out cautiously with her paw and gently placed it over his.

"I don't know if I can ask, but if you want to share what's going on, I'm not too tired yet. I can listen for a while." She said quietly, looking up at him, then up at the swirling colors in the night. Maybe it was a good omen. She was starting to feel the sleepiness start to creep in but she didn't want to leave Wylan alone with difficult memories. It was hard seeing his usually bright self looking so down.