Dragoncrest Cliffs sitting all alone, mouth full of gum

Thuringwethil had seen her when she came home but she hadn’t made any real appearance. Their welcoming home hadn’t necessarily been for her but the fact she showed was… something. Not a bad thing, Thuringwethil supposed, but she made an effort to be seen and makes it easier to find her when she locates her scent nearby. Dio had told her of the girl he’d taken in, friends of Blixen and Furi, and what skills she claimed to have. Beyond there, there is nothing else she has to offer. She hasn’t spoken to anyone else since her return, taking a little time to rest from the long journey, before she decides to deal with whatever happened here in her absence.
 
When she locks on the scent within the redwoods, it becomes easier to follow, but it ends up taking her out into a clearing where the lake sits. At first, she’s drinking water and Thuringwethil’s gait turns leisure upon her approach. A beat later, she’s looking further down the bank as if she’d seen something and her brows knit together, glancing across the water to see if she could see whatever it was too. As she closes the distance, her focus returns to the kru, her tailed archived above her spine flicks once and she squares her shoulders, but offers what little relaxation she has. Dio has already taken her in and there’s no sense starting the process over.
 
Heda stops a few yards away along the bank and lowers her head only to take a drink, before licking her lips and setting everything back into place.

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