"Good grace almighty!" She swore, leaping off the cliff. "What did she do now?" She asked Attica, flying next to her as her black and red wings caught a shaft of the waning sunlight. "She ran off to go flip out, did she not?" She sneered, whipping her tail back and forth angrily. "Does she have to..." She stopped to snarl at herself. Taking a few deep breathes to calm herself, she flew up to the last lip and into the hole in the face of the cliff. "Welcome to my den." She called, landing on the polished wood floor. "Sorry it ain't much, I haven't had a chance with remodeling yet."