Sleeping Dragon we'll watch as time tumbles down

"Oh, hun," Portia says with a wide grin. "I know a world about plants-- I'm working on becoming a skilled botanist," she adds with a prideful puff of her white chest. "I've spent all my travels looking at new territories and land features and studying every damn plant I could get my paws on." It sounded like a boring experience to many wolves, but to Portia it was the whole world. Plants were great-- beautiful marvelous things. She would spend her whole life traveling and finding new plants if it weren't so damn dangerous. She pauses. "No good stories, really," she adds. It was a lie, but she wasn't sure Mojave wanted to hear about the many men she'd wooed along her way. Those were some stories.