Sleeping Dragon Apatite

Portia was right-- it did taste like fish. Though it wasn’t her favorite, Freyja enjoyed the meal with Portia and they took everything that they could get from the otter. Once they were done, Freyja followed suite and stood, inhaling deeply once she was stable on her paws. It did not take her long, deep breath as she caught onto the trail.

Turning sharply towards the North-- and deeper into the territory-- she waved her tail. “This way!”

The trail lead the pair upon the river’s shore and soon enough the pair came across a few otters floating in the stream. Confused, Freyja halted quickly and looked up to Portia with a tilt of her head.