[ A cat? Sharon has seen a few in the city on the a rare occasion but rarely were they friendly or approachable, like stray cats back home. ]

You're a bit of a way from the city, kitty. [ Idle conversation. The fire flutters with her words, lifting up a little higher and then settling back down. The nearby area seems to warm some more. ] Don't you know there are things out here that will eat you? [ She lets out of a sigh of laughter, not really amused, just sort of tired. She's talking to a cat. She reaches out a hand to make the fire move in swirling patterns, bored. ]

And I bet a fire is just going to bring them in, too. [ Almost hopeful. She's just full of sorrow and anger that it'd be nice to have something to take it out on. ]