Sleeping Dragon waking at dusk

Wildfire took it easy for a couple of days after her return, staying off her feet and resting in the shade cast by the newly leafy trees dotting the landscape. Her energy slowly returned after a few square meals and several good sleeps. Even though the sky was currently darkening into a pretty July twilight, she felt refreshed, even a little peppy, and decided to take a brisk walk around the commander's domain.

Consciously or subconsciously, she found herself moseying toward Gyda's den. As she approached, Wildfire saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She had frightened a young rabbit hiding in the grass. It shot toward the den, then veered sharply. Not one to miss a chance to nab some small game, the red Trapper lunged after the fleeing rodent, striking the back of its neck with expert accuracy and dispatching it with a decisive snap!