Dragoncrest Cliffs inspired stars climb into the sky and light the world

Tanja doesn’t mention Seageda anymore. Their home is often on her mind and now with the ocean in their back yard, she hopes their lives can return to normal and Seageda will remain within them. Still, Drageda is strong and they will survive everything thrown their way just as they always have. She turns her head when Tanja finally speaks and her tail wags a few times as she feels at ease. If she closes her eyes, she can picture them home once more and the thought is comforting enough to continue on.

“It will be warm before we know it,” she says with a smile, stepping out where the cavern turns sandy but their movement is limited to their cover. Eventually the tide will recede and he can see the beach around the corner as he pleases.

Thuringwethil lets a sigh escape her muzzle as her nerves feel a little frayed and on edge. They’ve lost so much in such a short span of time and still with no signs of Freyja or Hvitserk, she often has a sickening feeling in her stomach that she can never quite get rid of. With Portia injured, Chessur absent, and everything else still tense from the move, Thuringwethil isn’t certain what to do and the lack of a fleimkepa does little to aid her. However, Tanja—though not a leader—knows their ways inside and out and as she turns to him, she does not doubt his insight.

“We need to get a search party together soon and go back near the mountain and try and find the others. They are smart kids but I am worried about them,” she says, wondering if he’d take the initiative or object to putting their wolves in anymore danger than they have been in.