Sleeping Dragon The rocky road to Dublin

The wolf doesn't say anything upon her approach, nor does she make a sound, and so she regards her for a moment longer. Thuringwethil doesn't close the rest of the distance and opens her mouth to speak only to snap it shut a second later with a turn of her head. Dio makes a slow and careful approach and the woman is glad to see the gona so ready and attentive, her own thoughts confirming in a matter of seconds, but she doesn't address him for the time being.

"You linger close to claimed lands," she announces then though she thinks the other should have realized it. The river has been a dividing point for the dragons since their genesis and the straggler wading in the water leaves plenty to question. It had its moments of strength, remembering finding Wildfire the fateful day, and perhaps the other has simply just come upon them.

For the moment, for whatever reason, she gives the other the benefit of the doubt and waits for her response.