Sleeping Dragon burning the letters that might have redeemed you

This wolf, he noticed, was not like Gyda. Thurin was much more...not dignified, but reserved. She demanded dominance, sure, but so did Gyda. They were both warriors, but Gyda looked like she would lead a battle, while Thurin planned it. It was an interesting dynamic and similarity between them that Hush liked so far, but this was merely the beginning. He did not know them very well. Nor, did he know the others. This life, the life of a pack wolf, as an equal, was very new to him. He hoped that Sleeping Dragon would be the place where he could learn this new life.

Without hesitation, Hush began following his Queen, wondering where she would gather this new pack of his, and what these characters would be like. He had heard some of their voices before, but voices were not faces, were not scents. He needed to meet them if he were to ever work with them.