Sleeping Dragon by means which have never yet been tried

When Hvitserk—seemingly reluctant—begins to follow, Gavriel begins the trek from the cave. The deer leg is temporarily forgotten, sure that no one will really mess it if it has been claimed by their own den. He can’t help but think something is a little wrong with his only son’s desire for someone to die but the protectiveness of his sister makes him wonder if he’s experiencing something he only has so much room to translate into individual emotion. Once in a while he will glance to the boy as he moves with as much determination to find his sister as Gavriel has.

It is not long before they find her lounging, perked up by their approach, and he offers a comforting smile and a quick wag of his tail. His pace picks up into a trot as he closes the distance and lowers his head, licking the side of her face while his eyes scan the rest of her for something wrong. Once his investigation comes back clear, he takes a step back. “We were looking for you,” he tells her with an encouraging smile.