Sleeping Dragon Quit this city

The Feisripa's authentically confused reaction at least spurred Wildfire to guiltily shake off her burning thoughts, at least for a moment. "I'm sorry, Frey, it's nothing you need to be concerned about," she replied, which was hopefully truthful enough. "I've just got a lot of things on my mind lately. Nothing you should worry about," she repeated in a way that not unkindly indicated that she didn't really want to talk about it beyond that.

"Are you going to tell me what you've learned from Heda so far?" she asked, managing to keep her voice lighter now and her focus, well, focused. The smile that wound onto her face took its time reaching her amber eyes but it did, eventually. She truly was extremely fond of the girl she had come to think of as a niece and even though there was a small piece of her that was being a quiet jerk, a much larger part of Wildfire wanted Freyja to achieve her dreams.