Sleeping Dragon friday night lights

Between where Hvitserk encourages her where to start and leaving the wolf territory, she'd been mostly quiet. She'd already thought of all the bad things that might have happened to her brother and can only seem to come up with, like, two good things and even then she will likely kill her brother so it won't even matter. Occasionally, she looks over her shoulder to make sure he's there and soon he's by her side. She's compelled to reach over and grip his shoulder but she keeps her hands to herself and leads them into territory she isn't aware he can't go.

"What's your name?" she asks, realizing she'd never gotten it though they had rushed out in a hurry. Perhaps if they'd stayed, things might have turned out differently, but they could have very well been for the worse.

She doesn't think on it long before she bites her lip and pursues their path a little quicker. They pass through open terrain and to a large bolder wher eshe leads him a small path that ends at a pond. A far cry from a lake, but a body of water nonetheless, and it'd had been the last place she'd seen him on their final round.