Sleeping Dragon bring me the horizon

She watched quietly as Thyri scoured the den, seeking any sort of answers that she might find. Freyja waited in silence with baited breath, knowing she wouldn’t find her answers over there or anywhere. Trotting up empty handed, Thyri seemed to find the answer as she returned to Freyja and sighed. To this, Freyja looked to her sister and nodded. Yes, that’s how she had fallen.

When Thryi suggested what she should do next the girl stared on for a brief pause and thought about it. Sure, she could stand. But was she hurt? Would she not be able to stand? Discomfort spread across her face as she looked to her sister as her own fear coiled tightly around her drumming heart. “Can I?” Could she really? She didn’t even know if she wanted to at that point.