Sleeping Dragon i will storm the gods, i will shake the universe

Sounds good! :3
 
She fell silent after he spoke. Her shadowed fur draped softly over her harsh personality as she turned to gaze away from him, as if he had not spoken at all. Cirrus’s spirits wilted further. He had nothing to do but wait out his sentence and hope that she would take pity on him once his leg had healed. He wondered whether his brothers and sisters had moved on. They were not likely to leave a man behind, but if they hadn’t found him in  the next week or so it was likely they would presume he was dead.
 
Cirrus lowered his muzzle to rest atop his good leg, liquid brown eyes staring out from the shadows at his captor, drinking her in intently.