Dragoncrest Cliffs no man, i'm serious

Posting to keep moving! <3

As Thuringwethil approaches the lot, looking first to Wildfire and Blixen to make sure they’re okay, and then out over them to the stranger. She stiffens her posture as best she can to hide any grimace threatening to show. The tail end of the explanation is all she heard and she looks to his wounded shoulder, and then eyes trailing over the rest of him. In his current state, he’s less than impressive, but he’s shadowed in a former glory.

“We don’t offer handouts,” she says, coming around the other two women to stare at the brute that might one day match her in size, with a few meals and getting into the swing of things.