Sleeping Dragon will it be harvest or a killing storm

Sangilak enjoys testing him, his wit, and his patience. The man before her was one Sangilak liked well. He had earned her respect for his will, but what of his strength? Still, on this day, Sangilak was at ease around him. She does not challenge him, but merely gestures to the path ahead. Surely she would test the man again, but this day Sangilak was content to simply patrol.

So she moves ahead slowly, driven by her desire to mark and to protect and to maul those who might come past the borders. As his legs keep himself moving, Sangilak picks up her pace to move alongside him, her own tail lax between her legs. Her true ambitions had yet to waken, though things changed by the day.