Sleeping Dragon my beautiful dark twisted fantasy

"Sure," the yearling answered easily, "or we could go after we're done here." Whether or not Freyja was successful in capturing breakfast at this location, they could check out the other warren. It sounded like a better bet, if it was well within the confines of the pack territory. Wildfire wouldn't have to worry so much about trespassers there.

Speaking of which, she settled back and scanned the nearby rest as Freyja got into position. She would've preferred to really focus on the pup's form, yet she knew that Freyja's safety was more important than her success. She wasn't a tiny infant anymore but she was still young and vulnerable. Wildfire wouldn't let any semblance of danger come within a mile of her.