Sleeping Dragon Getaway

Despite her overwhelming need to comfort her mentor, Freyja stood her ground and listened as Wildfire spoke. Her features twisted to express her concern, but, eventually, she obliged to what had been said. She knew it was the hormones and grew curious on whether or not the red-haired woman was with child or not. Without having her conversation with Gyda about the birds and the bees, Freyja was still in the dark about sexual reproduction as a whole.

Taking a step back, she nodded. “Of course,” she replied gently. Her subconscious urged her to reach forward, lock Wildfire in an embrace, and tell her it would all be fine but he logic spoke louder in this situation. “I am here when you need me.” She took a step back and hesitated, just in case the leader had something else to say on the matter before dismissing Freyja completely.