Dragoncrest Cliffs Knowing and Understanding are two different concepts

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The hour grows late but Eske isn’t tired. She leaves @Thuringwethil’s den after checking up on her before she heads back with the intention of running another patrol. Dio’s presence among them is as constant as her own but Eske feels better when she’s patrolling them. It helps to relieve the restless energy that is building within her: the familiar itch to keep moving manifested as it is by her worry over her Commander’s poor health. Patrols are a welcome distraction and would work to tire her out enough for her to venture back to her den to sleep. But not yet. She catches the familiar scent of Shalon upon the cool night breeze and out of curiosity follows it ( as it is on her way anyway ). The woman soon materializes into her view and Eske’s sea blue-green gaze studies her for a moment as the older woman appears to be staring at the stars. “See anything interesting?” An inquiry that lacked all of her usual patronizing; instead colored with muted curiosity as she, too, lifts her gaze to the star littered sky above. She doesn’t see anything, frowning slightly as she remembers that some wolves can see shapes in the sky. Eske lacks the creativity for it. Instead, she sees them for their literal ( and perhaps unexciting ) form: small balls of light. Her gaze flickers back to Shalon wondering if the older woman is blessed with the creativity to see those wondrous constellations even as they elude Eske's pragmatic mind.