Sleeping Dragon what she order? fish fillet

Freyja had spent a portion of her time thinking about Winter and the snow it would bring. She thought about how it would affect the pack and how it would affect the migration. But, most of all, she thought about how she would survive. She did not fear death-- nor did she think it was an option-- but she wondered of how it would differ from the warmer months. Time and experience would be the only thing to soothe her restless mind and she, in a way, could not wait.

Today Freyja made a conscious note to go and check to main cache to see how the pack was fairing. She was currently perched in a sphinx-like on a ledge as she silently watched what was going on below, watching nothing in particular. Instead, she took the territory in as a whole as she surveyed what was going on.