Thunder Dome the way in

They were on the same page, which certainly counted for something. With the way many of her members were built, she often worried over how they viewed the life of peace she strived to make for them. At times, she wondered if they might someday up and leave, but would quickly correct herself. They had offered their loyalty, and for that she would never doubt their words. They were there to stay, she believed, and so surely they held no qualms with the lack of violence. Perhaps they might even enjoy it, for it was quite the change of pace in comparison to how they could be. With the power that radiated from each individual, she viewed it as a blessing that they did not act out against her wishes, for there was no denying the loss she would suffer in a physical confrontation.

Asterr, too, had spotted the gap in the rock, but her gaze was pulled off of it and onto Noctura as he spoke. She smiled at his words, and even offered a gentle sway of her tail to accompany it. "I am pleased to hear that," the girl stated, her steps slowing in the process as they drew closer to the covered opening. "I hope to someday hear everyone within the tribe say the same thing." The thought alone brought her joy, envisioning the day in which the others grew to favourite their home. It was not long that she thought about it currently, however, for her movements had stopped and she'd nosed at the moss covering. The dragoness was slow to grab hold of it, carefully placing her teeth to not risk too much tearing, and then pulled away the soft blanket. Afterwards, she simply stood there, allowing Noctura the chance to enter first—it was a place meant to be his, after all.