Arrow Lake Fight the break of dawn

Tonravik had not noted the rising of the sun. But at the anguished wailings of the wolf before her, her attentions divert to the sky. Her own brows furrow. While she did not fear the day, she disliked it and the heat it brought. Deciding that now was as good a time as any to go, she looked to the meek creature before her and let out a gruff whuff.

And then she was on her way. She was certain that nearby there would be a roomy nook for her. She could not have fit into the one Toothless had deposited himself into, and so she would need to find another.