Sleeping Dragon happy song

The Bandrona holed up during the storm, meaning to watch it from beneath the small overhang but instead falling fast asleep. By the time she woke, the weather had cleared. Everything still dripped and glistened from the recent rain shower as she uncurled, stretched and trotted out into the territory. She took deep breaths of the fresh air and noted the rumble in her gut. It was time for something to eat.

She was on her way to a cache when a better opportunity presented itself. Wildfire stopped short when she saw something flopping around in the grass, then swiftly closed the distance as soon as she identified it: some sort of blackbird with a broken wing. The trapper acted swiftly, crushing the bird's frail body to the ground with a paw. It flapped and screeched, its wings beating the air around Wildfire's face as she bent to break its neck. The air grew quiet and still again, the broken body flopping one last time.

Picking up her kill, the Bandrona sought somewhere to eat. She didn't realize how close she was to Gyda's den until she saw Freyja puddle-jumping in the near distance. Smiling around the dead bird, she trotted over to her. Recollecting how much the girl had loved watching her toss around that dead rabbit, Wildfire waited to catch the child's eye before flinging the feathered body into the air. It soared for a moment and then crash landed in yet another puddle.