[[if it's okay with you, i'm gonna take it to the morning, cuz...i'm kinda brain dead otherwise :P]]
Dresi didn't object to Vivian reaching out to stroke her. In fact, she quite welcomed it. She was just like any other animal, after all, and the amount of affectionate attention coming from Fayne had all but disappeared in recent years. The ex-rider was all business these days. When she wasn't stirring up trouble, anyway.
Fayne fell asleep rather quickly. All that thrashing about had drained her - though, granted, it took very little to do so anymore. Add to that the ... ahem, "excitement" earlier in the evening in the town she had been visiting, plus having to fight off a crazy wolf, and she was just plain worn out. She was out within a couple minutes.
By morning she felt a lot better and was ready to just go, leave Vivian here and go about her usual routine without a word to the healer. But a quiet complaint from her empty stomach quickly changed those plans. In all the activity the previous night, Fayne had completely forgotten about going off to hunt.
Just by listening she could tell the dragon was still asleep, and she didn't care one way or the other about the strange girl. Grabbing her crossbow, she wandered from the camp into the woods in search of a rabbit or maybe a couple squirrels, or anything she could get her hands on.