Sleeping Dragon Here comes the future, it’s violent and bright

The situation remains a mystery to the both of them but he doesn’t seem terribly torn up about it and she doesn’t linger on it for much longer. On to the next thing, it seems, because she’s not given the chance to extend an invitation. Her brows quips upward and she slowly nods her head.

“Welcome home,” she then says and closes the distance between them to bump her nose against his muzzle and inspect the rest of him that she hadn’t been able to standing so far back. She comes back around to his front once everything seems okay for a travel weary man and her scent his on him in return. “Come with me,” she encourages, bumping his shoulder as she leads the way back to her borders.