Sleeping Dragon kicked my heart to baltimore

Wrapping this for us!

The conversation consisted mostly of niceties and platitudes, though Wildfire couldn't complain. Her family—well, several of its most important members—had met her mate and vice versa. They would likely never be more than remote acquaintances, yet everyone seemed to get along well enough, Whip's rude question aside. It pleased Wildfire and left her with a warm, fuzzy feeling in her belly.

"We should probably be getting back to the pack," Wildfire announced after a while, a note of regret in her voice. She made a point to step forward and nuzzle Fox, then Gannet and, finally, Whip. "Thanks for coming all this way. You all take care and I'll try to visit when I can." The Bandrona then backpedaled, standing at her mate's shoulder as their guests turned and disembarked. Wildfire stood there until they disappeared, then a little longer, before finally turning smilingly to the Heda and withdrawing back into Drageda.