Sleeping Dragon "I love you, Crona."

The woman’s words do not surprise Heda but they get a rise out of her fur. The mane around her neck bristles and she inches forward a step. While there hasn’t been much trouble from her pack when they existed, the few times she crossed paths with her had been less than pleasant. The same attitude standing before her today mimics the one she’d seen at the boulder and the marsh some months ago. Irritation shows as her fur ruffles with a flash of her teeth, temporarily distracted by Wildfire’s presence.

Her ears pivot upon her head to meet the fiery girl but she does not break contact with the other dark female. The attention Wildfire gets doesn’t last long, and she doesn’t give the seadog a chance to answer, before her legs unlock the springs and launches forward. Her chance had been up long before Wildfire had approached the scene and there is little that may have stopped her. The last cycle her legs take before she reaches Sen gives her a boost of speed, jaws opening for the woman’s sensitive flesh should she not turn hide and run.