Silvertip Mountain sword of kings

The viking woman's response was short at first, one that was happy since life has been well. Her second was a response to the earthy woman's question. She answered with ayes, life has been kind to her friend as well! To Krypton, it made her heart leap with joy to know a friend was doing well. Her attention was brought back down from the clouds when the scandinavian woman spoke about a pack. Gyda had formed her own pack after reuniting with a friend?

The earthy woman couldn't be happier for her dear friend. It was nice to know she was going to reclaim the legend of her father, Ragnar. The woman didn't wish to follow his steps exactly, but instead make the legend her own. Her father was worthy to be honored (of what Krypton had perceived from Gyda's description).

With a few obvious wags of her tail, the canadian gave Gyda a happy expression. "Really? I'm so glad to hear that!" She spoke about her pack, Sleeping Dragon yes? It sounded peaceful, the name itself actually. However, Krypton didn't know what the heck a dragon was, a animal of some sort? The viking queen spoke of her location of her pack, north of here. Good! She would be somewhat close and hopefully close enough where it would only take a day or two to trek there and back. "When had you reunited with your friend?"