Sleeping Dragon Define Me

Syri wasn't waiting long before she caught a glimpse of a familiar wolf eyeing her from the east. Syri rose and began to approach Seregryn slowly in case the wolf did not recognize her. It was possible since they had not worked together often back in Trigeda. Only a few times had Syri offered her advice to the tan fae. 

She offered a small but respectful smile and a dip of her head in greeting. "I don't know if you remember me Seregryn, but I am from Trigeda. I come bearing some news and am also hoping to offer my service here in Drageda," she spoke calmly. "My name is Syri," she added waiting for some sort of recognition or response.