Sleeping Dragon But please don't need it

She was in hot pursuit of a rabbit. Her light paws drummed across the earth as she chased after a blurred target bounded just out of reach. She didn’t know how she had gotten to where she was but she knew that she had a task to accomplish. The rabbit suddenly veered left and as it did this, Freyja took the plunge and lept. With her limbs stretched out before her she attempted to gain any hold that she could on the prey. But, in the midst of her attempt, a nudge was felt and her vivid world went dark.

Blinking open widened eyes, the child quickly realized that it had been all a dream. Though disappointment grew on her features, the child soon found that it had been her brother beckoning her outside. Without another moment wasted, the child groggily pushed herself onto unsteady paws, shook herself off, and followed after her brother. “Hvitserk,” she mumbled happily as she pulled to his side, offering a nudge to his shoulder. “Where do we go?”