Sleeping Dragon death by numbers

sorry for this awkward post? lmao

The call catches her attention and everything in her surges forward. Wildfire does not often call her—and especially not added with Dio—and she feels a bubble in her chest she tries to sort away. Thuringwethil does not waste time trying to trivialize why she is being called and instead heads in that direction. Her body shifts to better navigate, temporarily forgetting what she’d been doing, and makes her way to location of the howl.

As she narrows in the location, she notes Freyja's scent too, thick enough to be nearby but as she approaches upon the girl, her brows knit together in confusion. Wildfire’s scent is still heavy and she shifts her weight and angles away from the feisripa for a moment. “Where is Wildfire?” she asks but she doesn’t linger long enough for the answer as she catches on the trail of her mate with her fur bristled. It is only when she catches the rear of Wildfire that she chuffs for her attention.