Sleeping Dragon If you trust your rebel heart, ride it into battle

sorry if this isn't a lot to go with but omg I'm so distracted right now heh

A few days had passed since her entry to these lands and the rest had done a world of good for her.  She'd been sparing on her shoulder and it did not pain her as badly as it had, though it still had healing yet to go.  Apparently the wolf who'd help set it back had either known what she was doing or Roz had gotten terribly lucky - either way she might owe her, should they ever cross paths again.  Maybe.

It was about time she started making herself known to the pack, so for the next few days, she'd decided she would wander a bit more in order to do so.  She'd met only Frejya so far, but the meeting had shown how many she did not know even the names of.

While she made a slow and leisurely progress, she made sure to look at this new place she would now call home.  A mountain, which she had to smile at a little - there was a time she'd decided that she would never live in such a territory.  And with her recent fall, maybe this wasn't the smartest decision, but she was in no position to be picky.  She avoided the higher elevations, sticking to gentler slopes that she could manage with as little pain as possible.

Eventually she came upon a spot she had yet to see - the geyser field, though she didn't know that yet.