Sleeping Dragon Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more

OOC: Finally getting this up for @Thuringwethil and @Saria! <3

She'd gotten used to it, the constant pang of hunger in her stomach. Even now, as the golden-hued wolf padded softly along the edges of the harsh, volcanic taiga, her belly roiled and rumbled with emptiness. Her last meal had consisted of three tiny fieldmice, themselves starving and providing little more than the crunch of bones against her sharp teeth. The young she-wolf's pelt, normally a shimmering array of fiery gold and orange, was now a drab and dreary tan. Her medium frame was drawn out with the lack of sustenance, giving her an overall desheveled, lanky appearance. Despite her struggle with hunger, the Serilyen's amber eyes were as bright and determined as ever. She alone had made the decision to strike out from her home to chase after her banished brother, and she alone would deal with the consequences. 

It had actually been another's scent that had originally brought Laerneth to this harsh, unforgiving terrain. Saria hadn't been incredibly forthcoming about her origins in the brief time the sunny woman had spent in the shadowy female's debt, but Laer's friend's scent permeated the area she now trod. To add even more to the Serilyen's surprise, the unmistakable scent of her big brother had mingled with that of Saria a short distance away on the taiga. Laer had followed it for a time but eventually lost it, turning her attention instead to her darker friend.

It was with respect now that Laerneth Serilyen lay just beyond what was very obviously a pack border, the setting sun brushing the sky with strokes of oranges, pinks and purples. Saria's scent led straight across the scent line, and Laer's goal was to at least request an escort into the pack's territory to speak with her friend. In addition to simply wanting to see her, Saria seemed to have been the last known wolf to have contact with Laer's wayward brother, and his younger sister was determined to find him. Tucking her bedraggled tail beside her, Laerneth raised her nose to the setting sun and let out a call for Saria.

Thuringwethil doesn’t spend her days guarding Gyda’s birthing den, making her rounds of the borders and checking nearby places, and helping the others search for food. Her normal routine had become a little busier while her queen is out of commission and they are down a warrior until Gavriel returns from escorting Seregryn back to Trigeda. The trip isn’t a short one, either, and she expects him still several days from now. 

There is a call that triggers her mind, distracting her from her thoughts, and she picks her head up and looks in the direction it’d came from. It is a call that is not meant for her, or Gyda, but instead one of her renewed subordinates and a lifelong friend. Her interest is caught then and her proximity gives her the chance to get their first based on how loud it had been.

When Thuringwethil approaches, the wolf is comfortably laying on the ground and her eyes narrow. The rest of her tightens up, head squared back, and her tail arches royally over her spine before she drips her irritated words to the wolf: “why do you rest at my borders and call someone that is not the leader?”

The Níunda heard the call and turned from the slopes of their home where she had been seeking to start a cache. So far not much had grown and she could not claim much for the pack until she saw more growth. She licked her lips, making a quick jet across the pack for the sake of arriving promptly. When she spotted the familiar fireball she didn't hold back the little smile that grew on her face. She stepped near her heda and gave a respectful flash of her tongue against the commander's chin. Ai get em in op. Saria said quietly, supplying the answer for Thuringwethil so that she did not wonder if the firebird had the incorrect notion about who led here.

"Laerneth - you are still whole, correct?" She asked with the slightest hint of a smile in her green eyes. She would not forget the time she had spent nursing the brilliantly hued female to full health and hopefully she had not undone all of Saria's hard work.