Sleeping Dragon Don't you dare forget the sun

Gyda sent the loner at the Dragon's borders on her way, offering a simple explanation as to her reasoning. The woman that vanished from the sight of the viking queen and her subordinate did not appear to be hung up on the rejection though this was all Gyda could assume from the lack of protest and peaceful departure. Only when Gyda was satisfied that the woman had not played her for the fool and would return with her teeth bared did Gyda turn her attention from the vacant horizon to study Lucani. She'd met her once before, briefly, but what little she knew of the woman Gyda had learned from Thuringwethil. This, she decided, would not do. Knowing the basics of a wolf taken in by her co-queen was all well and good but Gyda was an active leader and thus strove to actively know her subordinates. 

“Thank you for intercepting her Lucani,” The Scandinavian woman praised, offering the older woman a warm smile that held her gratitude. She had not necessarily needed to speak that she was pleased that Lucani had been vigilant but the shield-maiden felt that it was nice to give (and accordingly receive) praise. “Would you care to join me on a patrol sweep? I would like to get to know you better.” Gyda invited with a small gesture of her muzzle.