Kildeer Rest you're the ocean and she's desperate to drown

Wildfire begins and Thuringwethil finds her attention locked, having realized she’d never really heard the story. She’d never pushed for the information, never thought much of it, but as she begins to explain there’s a feeling somewhere in her stomach that turns upside down and threatens whatever contents might remain there. She opens her mouth to say something, finding there are no words and for the better, perhaps, as Wildfire continues on to give her an apology that strings another wave of confusion across her face.

Her fur bristles around her chest and she has to force her legs to stay in place, to keep her on to the ground, as much as she wants to stand and… what? She wants to do something but there is nothing for her to do. The attack happened long ago, Wildfire isn’t there anymore and she has been in the safe confines of the Dragon’s protection since. Even if she’d known about this sooner, would it have made a difference? Would things be different?

There is an ache that Wildfire’s life had been thrown around when she’d seemingly been happy, but where did that leave Thuringwethil? If it had not happened, would they even be here today? Would she have begged Wildfire to speak to tell her what happened some weeks ago? She glances down to her feet, mind swimming with questions that she knows will never have answers but they burn, acrid lashes against her thoughts. Thuringwethil swallows a lump in her throat and tries to find the right words to say.

“Who?” she asks but her mouth remains open, realizing she isn’t sure what she’s asking. “Who attacked you?” she comes up with instead, snapping her jaws shut and grinding her teeth together as if it were bone between her jaws. The urge to look Wildfire over settles in but she knows it is pointless; the attack hadn’t been recent—the attack that she doesn’t fully comprehend, either—and there may not be anything left but scars she’s chocked up to something else. “You’re not… you’re not damaged either. You’re here. You’re Drageda. You’re mine.”

Even though she isn't the first.