Sleeping Dragon they've got the kingdom locked up

There is a little too much eagerness in the desire to be marked. Most wolves of Seageda, especially those in their military, ended up with marks or becoming a mark. It is not something Thuringwethil discourages but there is an uneasy feeling in her stomach as she tries to deflect the girl.

“If you kill, yes, you will receive a mark but we do not kill for the sake of killing,” she corrects. “This wolf was a threat to Sleeping Dragon and she took her chances.” Perhaps this isn’t entirely the truth as Sen did not physically engage. Nor did she defend when Thuringwethil charged and it had been over in a matter of seconds. There had been plenty of time to deflect but she does not go back on her decision but the weight only adds to her shoulders.

As they travel beyond the corpse, Eske has more questions and Thuringwethil finds the fascination interesting. There is a flicker within the girl that needs a little ignition but without a steady hand and careful planning, there could be more harm than good and so Thuringwethil hopes to push her in a far more honorable direction.

“You’ve already lost if you are afraid. You do not fight thinking you can lose,” she tells her, lifting her head a little higher. “There is something on the other side we must earn,” she adds, wondering what she knew from Gavriel and what she knew from Gyda. They have never had a name for the other side, for simply it is, and should they remain faithful and true to Drageda, to their Heda, they will all receive the same comfort and ease.