Sleeping Dragon When I wake up I'll see what tomorrow brings

hi everybody! If anybody wants to meet Lag here feel free to jump in

The morning light found Lagertha dozing quietly in a fallen log, big enough for the slender Viking to sleep in. The crack of dawn woke her, the faint light glowing behind her sealed eyelids. Stretching out with a yawn, Laggy loped off to find a meal. 

The tantalizing smell of a pheasant caught her attention, leading her away from her destination of the stream. The girl stalked through the trees, the scent of ash heavy in the air and the sound of the geysers as her background music. 

The pheasant itself was plump, having come from a different land and not quite as emaciated as those around her. Leaping forward, Lagertha caught the fowl in her jaws and gave a hard snap, the bird falling limp. 

Deciding to find a pack mate to share the bird with, the shield-maiden headed back towards the central territory, a triumphant pep in her step.