Sleeping Dragon Out of my league

There were three leaders in Drageda, Wildfire knew. Her feelings for two of them were strong but complicated. And she didn't know the third at all. She had seen @Gyda in passing, of course, especially during the failed wartime efforts. But she had yet to meet the second Alpha properly. Honestly, the fact that there were two Alpha females sort of threw Wildfire for a loop. But then she decided she didn't really mind it. The more women and less men in power, the better. That was probably a sexist thing to think, yet the yearling felt more at ease, knowing she was in a matriarchal society.

Not long after parting ways with Thuringwethil and making her way back to the territory, Wildfire decided she would put her tracking skills to good use and try to locate the final leader. It was difficult not getting distracted by the gorgeous April weather around her and the occasional scent of prey—not to mention stray thoughts of the black commander—yet the Theta focused on her task. If not the Heda's counterpart, then Wildfire at least hoped to acquaint with some of the other pack mates she had yet to meet.