Sleeping Dragon Quartz

With the security of their western borders tightened for the time being, Thuringwethil feels confident to spend a little time within her own territory. One of the others are always running their lines, which she’d done that morning, but with no sign, she’s confident the Larksong wolves really won’t be much of a problem. Yet are they allowed to relax, but she plans to keep it up for a while to come just to make sure she isn’t wrong.

She’s distracted from her thoughts as a blur of a two-toned wolf comes into her vision, mouthful of plants she doesn’t recognize. Thuringwethil doesn’t move from her spot as the other nears in her direction, waiting to see if the other stops nearby or passes by on her mission.