Sleeping Dragon This coffee isn't enough

Hush offered her a soft chuff and a nod of confirmation at her orders. “I too will be more alert on my patrols,” She spoke so that her companion knew that she did not ask something of him that she, herself, was not entirely willing to do. If that was one thing she had learned from Ragnar growing up: it was that you never asked your wolves to do something that you could not, or would not do. This was a rule of thumb that Gyda chose to adhere to. “If you are not busy or had other plans, would you like to accompany me on a patrol?” Gyda inquired of him, watching for either his confirmation or decline. He could decline if he did not wish to join her, or if he had a previous engagement that needed his attention. Either way the viking queen would not be offended if he declined — she was more than capable of running a patrol by herself, though she could not claim that she wouldn't enjoy his company as quiet as it was; and sometimes two noses and sets of eyes were better than just one.