Dragoncrest Cliffs menelaus loved her

@Prince

eske rises early while the moon is still high in the night sky and the sun is but a distant, small smear of orange light against the velvet colors of night in the distant horizon. she always wakes early and after a quick snack taken from a food cache sets to her patrols. she spends longer on the southern border, as that's the border that touches the sound and by association the pack that settled there while they were at war. cowards, is the first thought that comes to her mind as she lifts her leg and reinforces the already reinforced border with urine. of course they'd waited until the full force of drageda was away. it bought them some time before they'd have to face said full force but not much. wounds from the war were all but healed up now and eske thinks ( hopes, rather ) that it wouldn't be long now. though the sun has begun it's ascension in the sky and eske still has half of her patrol to finish she continues to linger on the southern border, staring out at the sound with thinly veiled contempt in her sea blue-green gaze and a hard frown upon her lips.