Sleeping Dragon whose line is it anyway?

She held herself high, despite her lingering confusion, as she waited for the odd looking creature. She found that the longer that she examined this odd creature, the more differences she found between the sloth and herself. Most noticeably Freyja found that the standing creature’s paws were much different than her own. Keeping her attention briefly onto the raccoon’s hands Freyja examined them in awe. Her attention went back to the creature as a whole as she introduced herself.

Confusion turned quickly into displeasure as the creature introduced herself. “That’s not what I asked,” she commented flatly, her tail giving one irritable shake. As a request was made, Freyja sighed heavily and frowned. “And I won’t help you until I know what you are. And why you're on our pack's territory.” Her remark was made before she looked to her brother, hoping that he would stick with her in this stance. After all this creature was past their borders and could be a threat to their pack. She would not let anything of this matter happen on her watch, though.

Suddenly another one of these creatures stormed onto the scene, hissing with vigor towards Twix. Flattening her ears, Freyja looked to this new individual with annoyance written all over her face. Thankfully, Hvit was quick to pin him down. Lifting her tail, she stomped over to her brothers side and looked down at the rodent. “You shouldn’t be so mean,” she muttered dryly at him before turning her attention towards Twix again, voicing the obvious. “This is him, isn’t it?”