Shadow was dimly aware that Icer had, or was? Taking her to her lair. It wasn't until she woke up in the middle of the night, still sprawled on Icer's back that she realized that it wasn't all a weird hallucination.

Her head still pounded, but she needed a drink badly. So she slid off Icer's back and stumbled over to the opening, sticking her hands out into the waterfall and drinking out of them. She felt cold, even though she was really running a bit of a fever. She curled up next to Storm, her mind still not all there. She was thinking it was Aurthur, or perhaps Ty. Her final thoughts being that the dragon was warm was warm, whomever she'd curled up with.

She jumped at the cold touch, rolling over slowly. "Hi Icers...Why are there so many of you? Did Gabe shadow clone you?" Her eyes unfocused, and her words slurred. "Or am I hiving another hallucination born of scary memories?"