Sleeping Dragon Out of my league

The weather was beautiful and Gyda's mood was significantly brightened by the promise of what her future would hold for her soon. She made her rounds dutifully, pausing every so often to veer and check upon the pack's caches to see which ones were in need of meats and which ones were still full. So far the Gods had been kind to them, ensuring that they had enough food to eat plus extra to store in their caches for when the herds thinned; but if there was one thing that Gyda knew it was that the favor of her Gods could turn at any moment and that as the vikings that worshiped them they could be merciless and cruel. Thus, she made small sacrifices in their honor: rodents and avian. Small things that were easy for her to hunt on her own, though she intended to provide a much bigger sacrifice to Frigga and Freyja to ensure that she did not miscarriage and that her children would survive and live full and long lives.

A scent carried upon the wind: heavily of Thuringwethil but the bearer was that of the young flame colored girl: the one that the Grounder had called to the front during the war party. This cause a small, perhaps irrational bubble of jealousy to seethe beneath her skin, dampening her mood that which had been untouched until this moment; and yet Gyda could not help but think of Wildfire — at least that's what she thought her name was — as a child (but perhaps that was hormones?); and attempted to put such things out of her mind. After all, she didn't know and if left unchecked her assumptions could easily run rampant. She had to be around the same age as her younger siblings, for she did not appear to be old enough to be of Gyda's own generation.

Gyda altered her course and soon came upon her. Her posture was dominate though not overbearing as her icy eyes fixated upon the flame colored girl. “Hello,” Gyda broke the silence, studying her for a moment. Just because she smelled like Thuringwethil didn't mean anything, Gyda attempted to reassure herself. “You are Wildfire, correct?” The Viking Queen inquired with a soft smile and a cant of her head in unbidden curiosity.

i just realized that for floki & wifi's brief mateship gyda x wifi were sister-in-laws, lmao. *is behind on everything*