Sleeping Dragon Ride of the Valkyries

Sorry this post sucks/is disjointed, I'm a little out of it. x_x

Goliath’s display of submission is enough to placate Heda long enough to allow the brute to speak. His mannerisms haven’t much changed in his absence but his explanation doesn’t make a lot of sense. She narrows her gaze but keeps her silence until he finishes. A low rumble forms in her throat but she does not outwardly expose it, withdrawing a moment to consider the butchered explanation. Thuringwethil takes a slow step forward, her mane bristling even more.

“Why should your loyalty mean anything to me now?”

Most of the wolves that have turned their back on Drageda are forgotten from Thuringwethil’s mind (with some effort) nor would she give them the time of day if they were to return. A soft spot, somewhere deep down, remains for the bear of a wolf only because he’d been an asset to them once. And, perhaps, because he’d been there to save her life.

When he notices the child behind her, one ear twitches to try and focus on the child from the side of her vision but she doesn’t let her eyes leave Goliath. Confident Hvitserk hasn’t moved much from behind her, even when she’d taken a step, she shakes her head once in correction though she does not yet offer her own explanation.