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

A slow nod was all he needed from her, and he stood still to allow her to inspect him as comprehensively as she cared. His journey had been long, from Boneshaker Bluff even further north to the Teekon Wilds where he stood, but it was nothing he hadn’t endured before. His weight would return with the assurance of a pack and he was young and fit enough to withstand nearly anything. Thuringwethil bumped his shoulder, and with that he was at hers.
 
He would walk with her now to the very end of the earth, should she decide to lead him there.

"Who did you bring with you?" he asked, thoroughly curious. Since her departure, he had not had much contact with Seageda. Part of him had steered clear so as not to bring unnecessary attention to Whalesbone Sound, and another part of him had simply lacked interest. He had assumed that anyone worth a mention had left with the dark Heda.