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

Bandrona, Wildfire repeated in her head, liking it better than her current—or previous, now—rank. It was such a petty thing that she didn't bother mentioning it. Instead, she listened closely and carefully as Thuringwethil described the role in further detail, as well as the leadership tier in Drageda. The yearling's heart gave another anxious throb as she wondered if she was up to the task, after lying low for so long. She had never, ever endeavored for a high rank, so it was all rather sudden and overwhelming in a way.

"So... Dio will be the general? Who'll be the advisor?" Wildfire couldn't help but wonder. That made her think of Magpie and she frowned. Her aunt had just up and disappeared, as far as she knew, when things were still quite weird between them. She pushed that thought aside—hell, she pushed all thoughts aside—when the commander's muzzle slipped against her own.

She enjoyed the closeness for a moment, eyes closing as she leaned into it, before breathing a quiet confession into the space between them. "I never aspired to something like this, you know." She flashed back to a few tense conversations with Floki, who had wanted the two of them to be a Beta pair. But it hadn't been meant to be, just like the two of them hadn't been meant to be. But this... this felt like the right fit. "But, ummm... this feels right," she hummed contently, not only referring to her new role but to the bond between the two of them.