Sleeping Dragon Borderlines

Freyja’s morning with Thuringwethil had stated early. The sun was just peeking over the horizon when she was beckoned by the dark leader and Freyja had greeted her eagerly, ready to get the day started. Freyja had much to learn and was thankful that the Heda was taking such a crucial role in her training.

The day had brought them all around the territory as Thuringwethil attempted to familiarize Freyja with the borderlines. Freyja, eagerly, had rolled, urinated, and spread her smell around to her heart's content as she learned more about property protecting the borders.

Oddly enough, it seemed as if she would also get a firsthand experience of defending the borders.

As the pair rounded about a boulder, Freyja quickly caught sight of the other wolf. Stiffening instinctively, Freyja’s ears lowered and her lips slid in an effort to showcase her teeth. A low growl bubbled in her throat, and despite wanting to lash out, she waited for her next orders from Thuringwethil.