The Warrior In You

He took some time away to return to Winterfell to see how things were going, but when he arrived the day prior he noticed some scents were gone compared to when he was last here. "Hmm.." Not surprising, he supposed. Wolves often came and went when the figured out a certain pack or climate wasn't quite for them. He had spoken to Acere upon his arrival, had rested, and now he was in search of the girl that Acere requested he train. While Dragon was no longer a part of Winterfell until the end of the year, he would still help train the youth and whomever else needed it. He reached the edge of the territory, the earthen male taking in a deep breath before releasing it not so quietly. "Smell that guys? It's the smell of home. Man I missed this place," His companions grunted in return as they each sat in the crooks of a tree, watching him from above. They were interested to see what his plans for training today were, and even more interested to see how his new student would react. Dragon would walk a wide, sweeping circle before pausing to call for the girl.