Sleeping Dragon there's galaxies hidden behind your tired eyes

I won't be replying with Gavriel anymore, assume he leaves when dismissed, so it'll just be these two! Also note: italicized words = their native tongue if I haven't translated anything. :)

The last few days had been a whirlwind. Since the locust hit nearly a week ago, there had been nothing left in their wake. Wolves were missing and Wildfire and Gavriel had yet to return home. It was with Wildfire’s call, alerting them they were home, that gave her a sense of peace for a short while. They hadn’t been taken out or gotten lost, and finally made it home, and the young leader is eager to hear about the mission from either of the two.

However, Gavriel’s howl of beckoning has her attention and she diverts herself to the border. There isn’t a lot of information behind it and when she does approach, it surprises her to find that someone else stands beside him with markings that trigger something. Someone familiar. Like a peculiar face she’d seen in a crowd once.

Uncertain of the fate of some of her members, having not seen them since before the locust hit, she feels uneasy with a strange wolf in front of her. Gavriel explains, briefly, who the woman is and why she’s there—the guard insisting she come with them—though why seems to be at a loss for her knowledge. Thuringwethil dismisses Gavriel and turns her attention on a wolf that may or may not be apart of them anymore. The sense of familiarity is explained, at least, and while she didn’t directly know the female, she’d once been under her reign.

“Tel op ai chomouda yu hir,” is the only thing she offers, easily slipping into her native tongue. Even though comfort is what she finds in her words, the depth of her command never leaves her tone.