Sunset Valley you don't make a deal to become immortal with angels

With Wildfire gone still, Thuringwethil doesn’t spend much time away from the dragon. Most time she’s on their western border, scouting out for grotto wolves that might become a threat. Since the incident with Gavriel and Toxochelys, there’s been no sight nor smell of them anywhere near and she’s just about to consider it bad luck on the wolf’s part for getting into trouble. Instead of keeping to the borders this day, Thuringwethil veers off down the northwestern face and ends up at the edge of Sunset Valley.

If she continues around the glacier, she’ll find the grotto, but she doesn’t care attempt to get close. The openness and her dark far aren’t blending in well together and so keeping from view and her own trouble becomes priority.

The young leader sniffs a few times, wrinkles her nose, and turns to catch the sight of a two deer—one young, one parent, and no buck in sight—that distracts her from her concern with Larksong. It is a long shot by herself but after the famine she is hesitant to give it up and glances around for any of her own that might have followed but finds herself empty handed. Instead, Thuringwethil slinks back toward the wall of the hollows and watches the deer quietly graze from afar.