Sleeping Dragon let me tell you what i wish i'd known when i was young and dreamed of glory

She is glad she is making the other wolves comfortable and safe within her borders. She did not imagine they would be here if they weren’t, Snacha and Eli wouldn’t have followed her if they did not believe. She might have a few things against her but she has always been able to prevail against the odds if they weren’t completely stacked against her. Sleeping Dragon offers that with fresh and old minds alike.

“Fine,” she says with a short nod and lets silence fall between them. She keeps up a steady pace with Lucani at her side for a long moment before she considers speaking up again.

When Thuringwethil needed something in Seageda, it was often there before she could finish the request. She knew where to go to get something done, who to talk to if she needed to, but here they were all getting to know one another. When Lucani’s skills come to mind, she falters in her gait as if she were going to stop immediately to ask but she evens it out into her normal strut. 

“My previous healer had this salve that would prevent infection but it also made the wound heal into a big scar,” she begins, unsure. Medicine did not run through her but she knew it worked better than letting their kill marks heal on their own. “Do you know what that would consist of?” 

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