Sleeping Dragon happy song

Maybe later, Wildfire could and would laugh at the image of the dead bird effectively dive bombing the pup. However, the little noise Freyja made nearly caused her heart to stop. She darted over to the felled youngster, gently nosing her. "Rey? Are you okay? Ohmygosh," the Bandona veritably squeaked. What if the beak had stabbed the little girl? What if the bird had reached terminal velocity and crushed her innards? Had Wildfire just gotten her killed?!

But there was no blood, at least that she could see or smell, and Freyja was still breathing and moving. "You okay?" she breathed again, lowering her belly to the ground as she continued to gently nudge and prod the puppy. "Does anything hurt? I'm so sorry, Rey." She definitely hadn't meant for that to happen and hopefully the pup was just fine. In the meantime, the guilt was real.