Dragoncrest Cliffs we can never go back, we can only go on and on

Tir is surprised when the Gona takes a step forward, the fire in her eyes softened only slightly by the knowledge that Tir had to offer, and cementing the passing recognition she felt towards the yearling as significant. She was pleased that at least one of Gavriel's offspring was making something of themselves within Drageda, and not weighed down or conflicted by Gyda's own upbringing. Not that she harbored any ill-will towards the viking queen. In fact, perhaps in another life, they might have made fast friends. But for now she was content with observing the progression of their child. In Tir's own opinion, one she would likely never voice, Eske chose right to do well by Drageda.

She nodded as the Heda spoke the name of the two boys, but said nothing further. It was difficult to commit a name to memory when one can hardly remember their faces, after all. She simply made a mental note to seek them out and get to know them both a bit better than she had in Seageda.

When Thuringwethil nodded, and instructed Eske to show her around, Tirgatao smiled. She can sense there is something off; taste in the air, even, but she files it away for now. The stress of their move, the departure of two trusted members, and the arrival of three newcomers likely has the entire pack on edge. Tir looks once more to Eske as the Heda finishes up with the Gona and offers the latter a friendly wave of her tail.