Sleeping Dragon there should be stars for great wars like ours

This is forward dated several days in the future because my timeline is wonky as hell. Maybe a week or so after their birth? For @Hvitserk and/or @Thyri.

Even with the confession of her feelings to Wildfire, Thuringwethil still stuck to sleeping nearby Gyda's den, at least until Gavriel returns. At which point, she'd then over the duty to him and she could get a little more rest at night. Not that she complains, by any means, because seeing them grow each day has been a pleasant surprise. In the wake of the famine, new life has come of Sleeping Dragon and the wolves of their claim have done well in their part in keeping them safe and fed and happy. Thuringwethil isn't sure she could feel anymore pride for the wolves that they lead.

This night, she's stuffed herself into the birthing den to keep Gyda company and sooth the children while she sleeps. It has taken a toll on the young mother—four children not a common thing for someone so young and inexperienced—but if anyone could pull it off it would be her queen. Proud of what she's accomplished, even if she had disagreed in the beginning, the young leader has begun to come around. They were healthy and strong, despite the weakness of the land, and would continue to prevail. Thuringwethil remains at the opening, only to protect them from the outside world, but her head rests upon her paws as she watches them through half-lidded eyes.