Sleeping Dragon they've got the kingdom locked up

There is to be a meeting soon. The wounds on her shoulder are healing and scarring in nicely, Dio is ready to take the position of wocha and Freyja has stepped up as a hunter apprentice and she's sure Wildfire is ready to be finished hiding their relationship from the public eye. There are a few other things that cross her mind that may come up but the biggest things have been laid out, thought out, and discussed, and soon they will come together once more.

Thuringwethil is up early, as she is most mornings, and has reopened the wounds on her shoulder to further agitate. Wildfire keeps a close eye on them, for which she is thankful, but she breaks away early that morning before she has a chance of inspection. Instead, she moves through the rendezvous site that is already mostly empty for Gavriel, but his scent has long been abandoned. With ears cupped forward and her nose flaring for a trace, she finds herself suddenly distracted by the sleeping form of @Eske. A lot of her time has been spent with Freyja and Hvitserk that she has worried a little about the other two.

She chuffed softly for her attention and wags her tail, hoping to draw her away for a little as she puts aside her original purpose.