Sleeping Dragon set the controls for the heart of the sun

Magpie accepts the position and, without further ado, begins to speak. It is the first time she speaks on topics regarding the leadership and Thuringwethil puts her attention on the newly appointed beta. Heda isn’t sure she’s surprised but she takes the point, glancing across at Gyda and then to Warbone in the near distance. Where she wants to speak, she waits; she’s spoken her peace on the alliance and the other news will wait only a moment until there is time.

Looking toward Gyda, and her apprehension—which she expects—she slowly blinks once her decision had been made, and her desire to meet Reek. That time would come, in due time, and she nods her understanding.

It does, however, surprise her when Warbone speaks up and she quickly shifts her gaze at his form as he takes a step in. It crosses her mind to ward him off for them to speak but she doesn’t, listening to what he had to say—he’d been there, after all, and it doesn’t go unnoticed. Thuringwethil nods her understanding before the floor is brought back to her and she takes a moment to consider everything presented. 

Reek’s selfishness had gotten him into this mess, had brought Thuringwethil to his doorstep, and while he’d made the decision to ask for an alliance, she’d hoped to keep it in her favor. If he did not do her bidding, she felt Drageda more than capable of wiping them off the map. 

"I have met the  leader of the Phoenix wolves at the river and she has threatened war, and expanded the land we cannot travel even though we’ve abided the agreement from the beginning,” she explains. “I am not keen on waiting around for her to decide to come to us, even if I tell our wolves where they can and cannot go. She is irrational and weakened; pregnant,” she says, with a short glance toward Gyda. Her distaste is obvious but at least Gyda had herself and Magpie now. “I do not want a war, but I will not stay here and wait for one to be brought to our doorstep. When I go to the Grotto, this will come up, and if he has any reservations, then an alliance will not be met. If he agrees, I will bring him here, supervised,” she explains and looks toward Warbone; Reek will not go without an escort and limited until their trust can be established over time. 

Her jaw tightens in thought, though she does not let her gaze travel from the male for a moment. "He will have children in the maplewood and their safety will hinder his decisions, their safety is our bargaining."