Sleeping Dragon The Blood-Raven she wolf

Gyda did not feel sympathy towards those who could not even obey the simplest of laws set by their species since the very first of their kind ...whatever foreign and archaic creatures they had came from. Their borders were clearly marked, they were well established in upon their slumbering dragon and therefore there was no excuse she was willing to accept; even if the argument that sense of smell was gone (because a wolf without a sense of smell was utterly useless to them). It was bold in a way that almost made Gyda want to laugh when the dark coated trespasser forced to submission beneath Hush's display of dominance and power over her managed the audacity to ask to join, seeking to explain that she did not mean to trouble them. Heda spoke then, and when she finished speaking Gyda's attention shifted to Hush, touching upon the earthen colored male where her icy gaze lingered for a moment longer, infused with pride at his ability to hold his own and keep the trespasser in the dirt.

Her gaze then shifted back down to their trespasser, whom had submitted but had subsequently ignored the other half of Gyda's demand, a fact that did not go unnoticed by the viking queen. She could threaten her again but Gyda doubted it would do any good. “Why should we even consider it? You have only shown that you cannot respect claimed territories and that you cannot follow simple commands; we have no use or tolerance for wolves like that.” Gyda pointed out, ghosting forward a step. Still, she hung back but some of the distance between Hush, the trespasser and herself was closed. “Hm?” At this point, though, Gyda was simply humoring; as it stood she had no current intentions of letting this woman into the ranks of Sleeping Dragon.