Dragoncrest Cliffs a mission to civilize

It does not surprise her the other comes along, nor does she suspect it will be a silent patrol either. Some of the wolves have been curious if her but her purpose her has been limited. Since Thuringwethil recovered from her illness, she’s been idle in waiting. With them off to war, the chance is not too far, but she waits for the day she knows for certain before taking the crown and if that means educating those still here then so be it. If anything, it buys a little time to keep them entertained.

”I am a fos goufa,” she explains, thinking back to speaking with Étoille, surprised she misses his prolonged absence. He’d been somewhat eager to learn, as much as he could be if she had to guess. ”It means I am next in line to be commander when Heda is no more, unless another is born,” she adds on, focused on the curve of trees as she continues to travel down the southern border. ”I train and learn to lead but I enjoy the history of our kind.”