Sleeping Dragon pulse

o shit i can't not...

She had meant to find Dio right after the ceremony-- but she'd assumed he'd been called back with the Heda when she had lost him in the crowd. Now, she sat away from her den, chewing thoughtfully on a rabbit and staring through the little forest the territory had. She'd placed her den smack dab in the middle of a handful of trees, but besides the Rendezvous site, the territory was rather bare. She wasn't extremely hungry, but had eaten little the past few days and figured it was time to fill her stomach. 

Her green eyes scanned the area, nose tipping to tear off a piece of meat, and began to chew the kill daintily. She was thinking about plants, mostly, but Dio's scent brushed past her as the wind changed-- just briefly-- and so she thought about him.