Dragoncrest Cliffs just because it's full of spiders doesn't mean it's not a piñata

Eske’s ears swivel atop her skull as her young Second lets out a hefty, angsty teenage sigh, an echo of a frown tugging at the corners of the Drakru’s lips. Eske’s a bit out of her depth, admittedly. Of course her experiences with being a teenager are still rather fresh in her mind because she’s not yet so old that she’s forgotten them but just because Furi reminds Eske of herself doesn’t mean that Eske has any idea how she should handle things. It makes her wish ( and not for the first time ) that Gyda were here to ask advice from. Eske’s expression turns pensive as Furi admits to her that she’s bored. Bored? Eske draws in a deep breath as she thinks about what she can do to remedy the young girl’s boredom. Her paws are a bit tied at the moment with most of Drageda on the second scouting trip and her the anointed leader in her Commander and Dio’s absence. What would mother do? Eske asks herself, her ears slicking back to rest at half mast atop her skull as she shifts her weight. “Ok,” She takes another steps towards the girl. There are others patrolling the borders and Eske thinks that if she gives her undivided attention to her Second for a few hours that the world is not going to end. “What would you like to do?” Eske inquires, inviting Furi to speak up if she has something in mind to cure her boredom.