Cerulean Cape there's something the dead are keeping back

There are times she thinks about uprooting Drageda again to put them back on the ocean, where they belonged, but something always holds her back. Whether it’s the children Gyda had birthed or the fact everyone is relatively happy on the mountain, Thuringwethil knows she’s satisfied enough with their home that picking up and moving again without reason will be selfish. Instead, she enjoys the sounds of the waves heating the sandy shores with Dio off in the distance. She soaks up the salty air and misty wind, not sure when she’ll be out here next.

Her head turns when there’s a glimpse of someone in her peripheral vision. The chuff happens at about the same time and she moves the rest of her body to match the intention of the other. Thuringwethil glances back, once, to make sure her guard is nearby, and then proceeds to take a step or two toward the stranger that called her attention.