Dragoncrest Cliffs don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy

The call pulls her attention and she turns without even thinking about it. She’d been wandering around the redwoods with no real purpose and so the shift came easily, moving toward the sound of the call.

It does not surprise her that her daughter is first to arrive. Since stating her desire for Cheka, she has seen more of her. Should she take the title in due time, she’ll see her a lot more, though it is comical to see a rather small wolf (in comparison to her) as her own personal guard.

Unfortunately, Thuringwethil misses what is spoken and she looks to the fiery girl, to the other child, and back at the brute upon her borders. Nothing about him his familiar but he is here to give them notice for something. “Notice for what?” she demands, glancing briefly between them once more but settling on the male expectantly.