Dragoncrest Cliffs ten thousand miles or more

@Étoille

With the scouting party in preparation mode, Thuringwethil has begun to feel a little restless. Her strength and stamina will be need upon their return, should they not be successful in their search, so she can make it to the Caldera. There is plenty to plan between now and when they find her mate that it is hard not to go through each detail with intricacy and she can’t do it all at once, as much as she wants to.

In the moment, she reminds herself.

Thuringwethil makes an attempt to loosen her limbs, stretching her body in a way so that all the muscles in her legs pull with the familiar ache of activity. Over the months since their arrival to the cliffs, she’s gotten use to the lay of the land in the same way she knew the Dragon once before. When she takes off with a start, her speed building, she’s able to maneuver through the redwoods with relative easy.