Redtail Rise dracarys

It takes a second to register the word the other speaks to her, twitching an ear once she turns back to call for her companion. Slate-grey eyes lift, looking over the dark shoulder at the wolf that has been standing by. She’d forgotten about him in the last few minutes but once things have settled, agreeing upon their stay, Thuringwethil nods her head: “Of course, it is over a half day’s travel from here,” she explains, glancing back the way she’d originally been going. “We can hunt during our return, if you need.”