Sleeping Dragon But please don't need it

She smiled as she was given praise, her silence lingered as she held her attention onto the older wolf. Her attention only shifted as her brother spoke. Perking her ears and smiling, she looked from Hversik to Portia she waited for a response to be offered. She listened closely as the flower’s uses were explained but the later of the uses threw her off.

“Bwug biwtes?!” she asked promptly after the explanation, her eyes growing wide. She had never acquired one of these bites and was blissfully unaware that such a thing could happen. Falling silent, she looked expectantly to Portia for an answer to her worries.