Sleeping Dragon that's the spirit

The next question comes, without surprise, and Thuringwethil doesn’t respond right away. She tries to recollect her teachings before she’d risen to commander, when she’d been a child learning about the different skills and trades a wolf could have. Meteorology hadn’t been her chosen path but that doesn’t mean her knowledge is completely gone. Of course, when she comes up blank, she realizes she… doesn’t have a clue. With a snort, she rolls one shoulder without much of an answer. “It shouldn’t be too long if it’s coming this way,” she explains, tilting her head. The dark clouds have moved since they’ve been here but whether or not they’ll reach them or pass by will be determined. “Sometimes they have a different path.”