Dragoncrest Cliffs Even just a little bit

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Eske had long since known that she did not appreciate or tolerate being cooped up well (at all); and she wasn’t overly graceful about their predicament. At the same time she wasn’t so willing to risk toes or her tail or her life to venture out into the snowstorm, either. So, she set to busying herself by exploring the caverns, seeing where the twists and turns led (though she did her best to avoid Portia, Did and Wildfire for obvious reasons). Arlo and her had discovered that one of the paths carried them all the way to Ankyra Sound and it was this path that she returned from. She’d been fortunate enough to come across a rather plump rat and had ate it to sate the rumble of her stomach — though she is grateful that when she does brave the venture outside there are plenty of frozen carcasses lying about so that starving to death is, at least, not much of a threat to Drageda.

A heavy sigh leaves Eske’s lips as she picks up her pace, eager to breach back into the cavern where the pack lays in wait for the snows to pass. Though she is not so eager to be trapped with others again she has travelled the path with little rest and she is tired. Her paces slows and she turns a corner tightly, brushing her flank against the cold, hard stone of the cavern, drawn to the sound of Kendra’s yip. It might not have been meant for her but it is a pleasing sound to Eske, nevertheless. It does not take the Drakru long to find the beautiful sylph, a rise of heat flooding to her cheeks as she admires Kendra from afar. Unfortunately, it does not take long for Eske to look upon the reason for Kendra’s happiness. Sea-blue green gaze moves reluctantly from Kendra to the pallid beau Kendra greets with a lick to his muzzle and something hot and furious rears up within her chest, twisting in a familiar fashion. Eske recognizes it immediately. She is jealous and she feels the need to vy for Kendra’s attention with her natural competitiveness.

“Kendra,” Eske calls out to her friend, letting her jealousy drive her forward, breeching on their moment with no consideration (haha, oops). “there you are. I was looking for you.” It wasn’t exactly true but Eske had no intention of letting that be known (and secretly she is glad that she found Kendra regardless of the ugly jealous writhing within her). “Oh!” Eske breathes as if she just notices Xan’s presence for the first time. “I don’t think we’ve met before.” Eske says sweetly as she forces her attention from Kendra to Xan, though she knows they have not properly met. “I’m Eske; Gona.” She introduces herself with a sheepish smile, knowing that if she wasn’t so selfish she would have turned and left (but alas she is selfish and thus here she was).

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