Qeya River Feels

Sangilak had taken a step back before she’d spoken and Wildfire remains on the ground, a half hearted attempt to move goes unnoticed by the dark leader. Her words are clouded from her mind as makes an attempt to keep herself separate, watching the other dark woman pivot and back away, returning to Sleeping Dragon. Negative feelings are not harbored; she’d simply been doing her job, but Thuringwethil is thankful she’d been on her heels and thirsty for the attack.

When the dark woman is gone, out of earshot and eyesight, Thuringwethil turns back to the damp girl. She remains stiff, and postured—they’re much closer to the dragon they had been before—but her features soften and she eases her tail into half-mast with a wag, taking a step forward to lick the water from Wildfire’s face in an attempt to soothe more than dry. A small whine vibrates her chest and she nudges her snout to encourage her to stand, if she can.