Sleeping Dragon happy song

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"Really, really," Wildfire assured with a few playful flicks of her black tail. Her lips pursed at the child's next question, then she smiled a little bit conspiratorially. "I'm willing to hang out until your m—" She didn't even have time to finish her sentence before she saw a gray shadow slinking closer, the Viking Queen come to gather Freyja for bedtime.

The Bandrona bobbed her head at Gyda, saying, "I was thinking of coming by in a few days for some early hunting lessons. Is that all right with you?" The young mother smiled and agreed to it, so Wildfire tossed a grin toward Freyja. "We'll do it soon," she promised the youngster. She indicated the dead blackbird with a foot and quipped, "Don't forget this. You know, once they dry off, those feathers will make good bedding as well as tickling apparatuses."

Soon Gyda was collecting her daughter to return to the main rendezvous site to get some sleep. "Good night," Wildfire said to both of them, her amber eyes tracking their retreating figures through the dimming air before she turned and resumed her hunt across the rain-washed territory.