The Light within the Shadow, makes pretty things

"It works well for us that way," she breathed, easily in agreement with a small grin. It may have been in part thanks to his preference for the morning that let her fit comfortably into the routine that tended more towards night. She knew that even if she wasn't out and about early when things could be happening, he would be. If not him, someone trusted. This was why concerns about the mountain's guard were not ones she had very often at all. The nature of the location pared with the combined strength of their wolves (even if they were not the most numerous right now) was all she could need.

Jace's thoughtful words had her listening carefully. Just a bit, she nodded. "They have a certain unique peace about them.." she murmured, thinking about her few sunrises on the rolling beaches at the shoreline, then from deep in the woods when the first tendrils of light creep in, then, of course, to here on the mountains. "And I suppose the mountain does have a very good view of it all -- better than most I know of. It ought to, with a name like it has," she smirked.

And while she appreciated the sunrises greatly, she would still always prefer the night -- the sunset's fiery colors that heralded it, the steady-growing dark, and the moon's chilly glow. These suited her best.