Sleeping Dragon burning the letters that might have redeemed you

@Hush: A little short but I wanted to get something up for us. :3

Thuringwethil considers hunting down the wolf Gyda brought home, putting him under her own scrutinization, she gives him a day or so to get rest. A tired wolf, even if she’d taken in a few exhausted stragglers, wouldn’t make it too far. Gyda had seen promise in him but something caused her to question it and she couldn’t put a finger on why and shoves it away for another time.

When she returns from her own short trip at nightfall, she moves along the borders until she’s able to catch the wolf’s scent. She’d noticed the familiarity from Gyda’s fur and it didn’t belong to the others so pinning him down would be easy. Where it crossed with another, she’d find the direction and move and she doesn’t give up until she finds him.