Sleeping Dragon you were a star, my dear, the brightest in all the skies

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Thuringwethil searches the crowd, but no one says anything. She doesn’t have to look back at Magpie to feel her response and she’s distracted for a moment by Gyda. She gives them encouragement enough for the next morning and the leader takes it, nodding her head slowly in understanding. Eating and sleep had been far from her mind, but night is already upon them. Likely, caches would be the easiest way without much energy, but a depletion they’d have to take. Upon their return, they could take to normal life once more.

With nothing else to add, she dismisses them, and stands upon the ledge a moment longer until they’d dissipated into her land and wait for the following morning call.