Dragoncrest Cliffs But you gotta be there for me too

The call does not apply speed to her feet and she finishes putting Artaax on the ground and forcing him to stay still. Her nose wrinkles when she’s smacked with a paw, then parts from him with a low growl. Encouraging the three to stay in place with their mother, she reluctantly pulls away and diverts her attention away from her little family. When she does not note her guard or wocha anywhere nearby, it is likely they are closer to the source than she is.

Thuringwethil latches onto Dio’s scent first and follows it through the redwood forest until she finds the apex, with Eske, and a stranger too. Her slate eyes trail from one wolf to the next until she hears the stranger’s voice, giving her piece by piece to put the scene together. She sweeps up near to Dio with her tail swept over her spine and her head high, squared above her shoulders but not a word slips past her muzzle. One of them has given the other too much hope in their encounter and she glances between the two to try and sort through the information.

She settles her gaze on Eske, whom is closer to the wolf, and remains a spectator in the background.