Sleeping Dragon Fire

It was late but Gyda found that she was little more than restless, scooting around on the floor of the den, pushing the edges of her deer skin as she attempted to get comfortable, an attempt to soothe her racing thoughts. Nothing worked and thus instead of disturbing those around her by her restlessness she stood, stretched and headed out into the cool night air. It was a welcoming feeling against her face, and for a moment the shield-maiden basked in it, in the crisp air the velveteen darkness had to offer her. She moved then, eager to distract herself with something productive. She was close to her first heat cycle and had already began to notice small spots of blood on her makeshift bedding though no scent of heat had yet to emit from her. She did not tell Thuringwethil of it for the simple fact that she hadn't yet decided on a male to serve her intended purpose for him; and while Gyda worked to assure herself that everything was normal and on track the truth was that she did not know. Her knowledge of the heat cycles was extremely limited and she wished now more than ever she could venture down to Moonspear to speak with her mother — for her mother would have the answers that Gyda sought.

Yet, she didn't broach that either. She suspected Thuringwethil would be unlikely to let her out; not when she would be left alone to the wiles of lone males drawn in by her soon-to-be scent. Gyda found herself at the borders, staring out into the darkened lands that stretched out before her. She kicked up bits of dirt and grass to mark her scent upon them before she begun forth in a random direction and was surprised to see a silhouette in the distance. She did not immediately recognize him and the hackles along her spine bristled as she made a direct bee-line for him, her head high and her tail beginning it's ascension over her spine in clear dominance. As she drew nearer recognition, vague though it was, did emerge and she relaxed her posture with a soft sigh as she neared him. “Warbone.” She knew nothing of him aside from that: his name. 

To her, this seemed like a good opportunity to learn something about whom she assumed to be Thuringwethil's newest recruit.

I hope it's ok that I assumed that they at least recognize each other & know one another's names. xD