Sleeping Dragon ancient unknown

Chessur made her way along the borders of Drageda, marking her path wherever she went. While she wanted to major in healing here, she couldn't help but continue her gona duties, it was almost instinct for the girl now. She squatted down to leave her scent on a rock, when she found that it had been marked recently. The scent was familiar, but it didn't belong to someone she knew all that well. So she decided to seek out the other patroller, and perhaps get to know another of her pack mates.

She soon found a pale wolf, staring out at the Wilds beyond the border. She recognized his face as the male Portia had sat with at Wintam Dina. Dio was his name maybe. She chuffed to get his attention, her tail low and her head bowed slightly to show respect.