Sleeping Dragon east coast winters

Having taken the commands well, Freyja watched on as her hunting partner set off in the direction she had been instructed. Though she didn’t mean to, Freyja looked carefully at the other’s form in her stalking and appreciated how the other woman held herself. Sleeping Dragon needed more hunters and she was glad to know that one of the recruits from Trigeda had a broad repertoire of skills under their belt.

Soon enough, Freyja followed suit. She pulled herself to the ground as she stalked forward, her body gently cradling the earth with every ginger step she took. Soon enough, she found herself in launching distance. She paused her, her chestnut-colored eyes seeking those of the Kru. When they locked, Freyja lifted her tail as if to give the signal.

It was time, she decided. And from here, all she could do was strike. With the rat still distracted, she sized the opportunity and leapt on the creature, landing as she tied her jaws neatly around the rodent’s neck, a satisfying snap could soon be heard and with this the creature limped. A smile crossed her lips with this as she let go and brought herself to a stand. Nodding, she beckoned for the other to take the kill.