Sleeping Dragon effects of external conditions

Even if more wolves came from Trigeda, it isn’t the best of ideas—he has no idea of their land is had been attacked by the locusts or if a famine occurred. If they were lucky, the swarm had not reached them and the prey had hopefully gone in their direction. Some part of Drageda should survive, even if it isn’t on Sleeping Dragon. A message would have been nice but he can’t hope for such things. To send a messenger would be up to Thuringwethil and to receive would be on the leader of the tree clan, however, neither of them linger long on the thought once he’s brought up Gyda.

“Sha,” he says with a nod. “It happened before the famine hit,” he adds though he frowns. Their survival rate seems slim, given their circumstances, but the queen wishes for the best even if it were to sacrifice herself for them. Unsure if they would even come out healthy and strong would be a matter to be seen, if they survive the term. To himself, he wonders what Heda would do upon their birth, unaware of the head butting between their two leaders—surely they would be sacrificed for the sake of their able members. “I can take you, if you’d like,” he says once more with a slight tilt of his head.

Once she decides which she prefers, he begins to show her the way to Gyda's den for her gift.