Sleeping Dragon sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc

Thuringwethil's nose wrinkles the closer she gets but there is a steady distance between them. The geysers peculiar activity separate them for a while longer but in one quiet moment, the steam parting just enough for translucency, she sees the outline of a child. With the girl in her direct line of sight, she hovers in the background for a moment longer before she begins again.

Her ears fall back upon her head and her steady trot turns into a sprint, rushing forward between the remaining geysers that puts her on the heels of the child. The closer she gets, she does not slow, as as the distance between them reduces, she kicks her heels a little harder to run by the stormy girl. When she is just close enough, she reaches out to nudge the back of her head with a growl but continues on anyway to incite the chase.