Sleeping Dragon Amber

When Portia explains the purpose, Thuringwethil takes a moment to process. She looks down at the offerings at the healer’s feet and then back at Wildfire as she suddenly emerges. She had not given the task to Portia to go around and make sure everyone is okay and they have the things they need to settle any ailments from the blech the dragon showed them the other night. A swell of pride fills her chest as she realizes the wolves within her claim, the wolves Tanja thinks will steer her wrong, work just fine within Drageda. They work as one, taking care of one another just like any other family. A small smile hooks one side of her features and she nods her head.
 
“These are to help soothe what the ash has caused,” she explains as a tickle makes itself known in the back of her throat. Thuringwethil does her best to suppress the cough. “The cough I’ve had since, this will fix it?” she asks once she directs her attention back to the skayona.