Sleeping Dragon ch-ch-ch-changes

Its ok!!

They were connected for an instant, and then Seregryn was down on her ass. The stranger she encountered looked a lot like herself, and for a briefly addled second, Sere thought she as having an out-of-body experience. Maybe it was all the bug juices, but she couldn't shake the unnerving sensation that fell across her in that moment. When the stranger spoke, she realized it was just another dark-coated wolf; a woman, in fact.

They spoke with the tongue of warriors, like the red girl (Wildfire) had; the fos goufa did not bother to reply. If this was another outsider that Thuringwethil had allowed entry, that was fine - but she was not interested. Without even a half-assed apology uttered between herself and this obstacle, Seregryn got to her paws, licked her muzzle to remove some dust and an errant bug leg from it, and turned to leave the girl's presence behind.