Sleeping Dragon Howlite

Skipping Rebekka so this doesn't get too old. Wrapping up!

Even though Portia states she doesn’t mind, he can tell she is a little impatient. He smiles, though, and hopes she’ll wait until it’s cleaned and everything on it is wiped away, making it safe for her—and, in result, all of them. Who knew what had been wrong with the now-dead wolf. Shrugging it off, he move toward where the severed head sits on the ground and carefully picks it up. He makes one gesture—for the both of them, should Rebekka want to follow—and began the trek up the mountain.