Dragoncrest Cliffs I was lightning before the thunder

Thuringwethil returns with a smile of encouragement, but when her mate turns away and releases the puppies to socialize, it droops from her features. She glances across the way to see if Anatha would still stick around and greet Drageda’s youngest or if she’d stick to her statement and leave. If the girl looks her way, she flashes a similar smile as before but in the meantime she settles back in place, lowering her body to form a sphinx to watch the interaction.