Sleeping Dragon spooks come out for a swinging wake

With the praise given and received, Freyja waved her tail. “Hey,” she brought up suddenly, feeling a certain sense of hunger come upon her. “You want to go get food together?” When Portia accepted, Freyja lead the way, her limp strengthened thanks to the ginger. They would spend a good majority of that day together and when Freyja departed she felt happy, as if nothing was wrong in her world.