Dragoncrest Cliffs they're singing along with the banjo

After learning Arrille is no longer in the sound, Thuringwethil doesn’t have the same direction she had before. First she would deal with the traitor and then Caiaphas. If she were lucky, she’d have them both at the same time. Advancing on them now will be foolish so for now, she will regroup with the other warriors and go from there. When her heat has passed, they can proceed, but until then she puts Drageda at another disadvantage and since learning it is Kierkegaard as their neighbor, she feels against the former weight on their shoulders. The old brute is barely a threat.

It is not often she is gone more than a night, much less two, but she hopes to sling back over the borders unnoticed. Not spending the night by her mate likely won’t go unnoticed but she doesn’t want anyone near her for the duration of her season. It’s nearly impossible as commander and, besides, she has to deal with their neighbors more than anything, her heat be damned.

Thuringwethil swallows the lump in her throat and lifts her head, howling mainly for @Dio and @Eske but an open invitation for the change in news.