Sleeping Dragon this world was built on blood and battles (just like you)

lmao i got a hunger games flash back. :P

Thuringwethil's call rose into the chilled air and curious as she was Gyda wasted no time making her way to the area that Heda had declared they were to gather for meetings. She did not know why it was that Heda was calling them, though Gyda was left to assume that it was far too urgent of a matter to wait until they had a chance to discuss it in private between the two of them. Upon reaching the designated area she arranged herself on the ledge, close to the hanging tree, watching as the pack gathered before her. The shield-maiden held herself tall and regal, her icy caribbean gaze touching each of them in turn, offering a small gesture of acknowledgment to their arrival, though it was Heda's arrival she found she was anticipating the most.

It took some time for Thuringwethil to arrive but eventually she did, stepping through the part of their subordinates as they made a passage for her to move through. Gyda's gaze was steady upon Heda as the ebony cloaked woman approached her, moving to her place at the shield-maiden's side. Gyda's attention settled upon Thurin when she spoke, her expression stoic and contemplative as she processed the other woman's words. A pack was looking to settle North of them. Subtly, the hackles along the nape of her neck began to prick as they bristled with disapproval. No. The North was their hunting grounds and she would not have them cut off and pushed in between a rock and a hard place.

She did not want to be trapped by Phoenix Maplewood or this unknown pack that wished to claim the North. Thurin spoke that she had addressed them and given them a chance to move but was looking to investigate, to make sure they made good on their promise by going with a small escort of wolves to chase them out in case they did not listen. Gyda was tempted to volunteer, sorely so. She was a shield-maiden and fighting was in her blood but if Thuringwethil intended to go then one of them had to stay behind; besides, if she wished to become with child when she hit her maturity within the next month then she would have to be conscious about her well being. She could not go into battle like a valkyrie with no fear of death when she wished to give life. “Then I will stay behind with the others. We will tighten our patrols and await your return.” She would ensure they were not idle while Heda and her group of volunteers made the venture North.

Lorne volunteered to go with Thuringwethil, the first to speak out of those gathered. Gyda gave a small nod of her acknowledgment, glad for the woman's eagerness. A male she vaguely recognized spoke that he would go if he was needed, but she remained silent. The group travelling north was Thurin's and thus was Heda's to choose. She cast her gaze upon the others then, waiting to see who would join their Heda and who would chose to stay with her to man the borders.