The turbulent wind rattled the nest like waves crashing against rock. Aggressive. Powerful. Unyielding. It howled and raged as if trying to tear the nest apart, twig by twig. So strong was the wind, Nova could feel the sturdy branches of the ancient tree sway slightly.
"I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down," Nova whispered into the night, her gaze focused on her surroundings, body yet to relax.
How could she relax when this wasn't her home. Her home was probably running around the jungle in either outrage or still handling the problem that interrupted their time together. No, she couldn't relax with her mind swirling with thoughts about Yoa and the current situation she'd been so stupid and weak to get herself in.
