Dragoncrest Cliffs tired of my turmoil.

Following Tux's specifics, the next moment she was hauling the deceased; trailing after his pawprints as she mulled over all that had happened. Once able to coherently reply, Aure fell into step alongside him with, "Ever since I was able to open my eyes, I've always adored ze stars. Of course..." her feathery tail furled as she thought,  "Teekon's constellations have bewildered me for the better part of my time here. If I am able to chart them in my mind, perhaps I could be of some sort of use to ze Drageda."

She cast him a thoughtful look when a beat a silence passed, as if studying herself back from that bronze gaze. "As far as I've come, I tend to drift. Well, travel, of course. In my Rhaesuial, we went onto many, er, hunting expeditions, if you understand?"

Her bright gaze left him, looking towards the place they're headed to, a rare sprite of spunk curling at her lips faintly. "I went on my own excursions, of course, sometimes far too young and much to ze chagrin of my dam." As Tux invited her further into the sequoian forest, she fell into step alongside him, wondering how -- and what -- Drageda might mold her into.