Sleeping Dragon death by numbers

She was still feeling feisty today. Wildfire meandered restlessly across the territory, absently looking for a wolf to spar or prey to capture and kill. When neither readily appeared, the inner pressure mounted. By the time the Bandrona found herself crossing paths with an out-of-sorts Freyja, her muscles were stiff with tension and she felt like she had a coiled spring in her belly.

Because of this, Wildfire thought better of making an approach. In fact, the moment she noticed the younger girl, she began to hastily backpedal in the direction which she had come, hoping she hadn't been spotted.