Sleeping Dragon don't be shocked when your history books mention me

Wildfire has another series of questions and Thuringwethil slows to a stop. It would be wise to put her full attention as she unceremoniously bring her companion up, she should at least lay the ground out beneath her so she doesn't falter.

"Bandrona," she answers, at least at first. The second question doesn't exactly have an easy question. She shifts her gaze to something over Wildfire's shoulder as she considers which rank it might parallel. "As head ambassador, you are in what's called Hedonakru. It is myself, my advisor, general, and an ambassador. I won't be able to leave Sleeping Dragon as much as I used to do when I am unable, you will be our representative in my place."

Her declaration to learn their ways puts a smile on to her features and she nods, thankful she is making the right decision. "There are several here you can learn from. I'm always available, too," she says then and takes a step forward to run her snout against the top of hers.

"Mochof," she murmurs and leans gently into the girl once she's sure no one else is around.