Light hit their eyes, making them come to all at once. Blissfully, they hadn't dreamt. It would've been wild if they did. Her ill-advised cave excursion had been just the night before, and they'd promptly slept all through the following afternoon and well into the night, only stirring with the sunrise.

It felt much like a bad dream, one that wakes you up, gasping, but fades away and becomes difficult to recall in the light. She couldn't... remember much at all about the day before, actually. There was a cave, and then there wasn't, and then there was—

Gladiator's eyes flew open. Oh. Yep, they remembered now.

There was a noticeable chill in the air, but her body was hot as she jerked awake and buried her face in her paws with a muffled groan bordering on anguished. God, I really said that, didn't I? She'd told Zora she loved her. She told Zora she loved her and she said it back. She told Zorasdfghjkl.