Sleeping Dragon better creatures could love you, i know

She isn’t given a chance to answer. Wildfire’s doesn’t really explain, corrects her usage, and ultimately flees without waiting. Thuringwethil bounces a few steps forward but she doesn’t chase after her, watching her disappear within the pack’s territory. Her ears lift and she glances back, making sure the two she’d left at the borders hadn’t been near enough to hear them. She sighs a heavy breath but she’s given little relief from it, turning an opposite direction from all of them to replay the scene over and over.