Permafrost Hollows badlands

a wild mercenary thread appears! i know she's not inside sleeping dragon's borders technically, but she's close enough for it to maybe count as patrolling. :p

Since Freyja had earned her trade and everyone had praised her Eske had quickly took hold of the jealousy she felt, the fire of her aggressive and competitive nature and turned it into determination. Freyja thought she was so special, did she? Eske would show her. She would show them all. It was what pushed the young Grounder Princess into action. She rose early, filled her belly with a meal taken from one of Drageda's caches and made her way to the borders. Surely there was probably some sort of policy: that she shouldn't patrol the borders on her own. So, she didn't. She took to the Permafrost Hollows, just outside of Drageda's borders. Her eyes of blue-green sea glass stared into Drageda for a moment before she followed the path of the scent markers. She moved with fierce purpose and confidence, unafraid. She was still close to Drageda's borders and anyway she had pent up aggression that she would love to let loose on some poor soul that came wandering her way. Since sinking her teeth into her silver sister was definitely frowned upon.

Eske steeled her shoulders as she moved along the mid-morning shadows of the trees of the Hollow that reached out to touch Drageda's scent markers, alert for any sounds or smells that did not belong.