Sleeping Dragon wake up, mr. west!

She hoped that the sudden change of topic wouldn’t throw him off too much, but this had been something that had been burning in the back of her mind lately. When he agreed to help out she jumped to her paws with a smile upon her face, happy that he was offering his advice.

She watched as Hvitserk went off to retrieve the stick, waiting patiency got what was to come next. She was unsure of whether or not he would give a demonstration or not, she waited on for his next instruction. When it was given, she dropped herself and pulled herself towards the stick. Once she was close enough she hesitated, over thinking what was to come next. What if she was doing it all wrong? Attempting to push such thoughts aside, Freyja rocked on her haunches and sprang herself forward, easily landing on the stick.

Though she had done it, she still turned to her brother with an unsatisfied expression. She did not say a word and instead shook herself off, waiting for whatever he had to offer.