From the corner of his eye (ATTN: Yildun)

He explained that he used his other senses to interpret the difference between day and night. Yildun tried to illustrate his abilities by guessing the time of day. Koontz peered at the sky, then looked back toward him. "You're right," she told him, "and I think it's incredible that you can use your other senses to gauge the time of day." She paused, preparing to say something else, but then he spoke and she fell quiet, listening.

She processed his words, then shook her head lightly. "Pardon me, I'm going to be blunt. This just blows my mind, for lack of a better term." Koontz paused again, wondering how to word her thoughts, not because they were necessarily rude but because they were so abstractly conceptual. "Even if if you ask someone to tell you what a star looks like, how could that description possibly mean anything to you? You've never seen. You don't have a frame of reference for what anything looks like. Your world simply doesn't involve images, externally or internally. I can't help but wonder what it is you imagine a star to look like inside your mind..." Koontz mused.

"That begs so many other questions too," she continued after letting Yildun comment if he wished. "Like, how do you know what I look like? I don't mean just myself personally, but wolves in general. Or what a tree or a bush or a stick looks like. You can feel them, but how can you picture them in your head, with absolutely nothing visual for a reference...?

Yildun, I could think about this all day," she continued with a smile, understanding that he would hear it in her voice even though he couldn't see it. "You are a very intriguing individual. I hope that we can get to know one another not just so that you can find a duty within the pack but so that I can understand how you go about life in such a different way. I have a feeling you will only continue to blow my mind. As my mother always used to like to say, I have mad respect for you," she finished.