Sleeping Dragon bring me the horizon

Thyri was far too young to realize that she was growing to be quite savage in her ways. She favored strength in her siblings, and was not fond of the rare moments of weakness that were shown. Still, Freyja offered a small smile in response to her remark and that was thought to be enough. The triumph was short lived as the silver-coated girl requested that they seek their bed. The stormchaser nodded her head and glanced toward the shared den with a mulling expression on her youthful features. Morning would bring new obstacles for them, and the months that would follow would be far more challenging.