Dragoncrest Cliffs i found the rooms between the violence of comets

they all seem to be in agreements that another war so soon after the last isn't the best alternative but eske understands and agrees with what the commander says. they shouldn't meet with the leaders of the pack next door until they're ready for war. another war is a very real possibility as much as eske wishes that it wasn't. it wasn't half as glorious as she'd always imagined it to be as a child. it is a lottery of who wins, who lives and who dies. skill always has an upper hand but that doesn't mean an upper hand can't be played against. an upper hand isn't a guaranteed win. she could have lost her fight with the blackfeather man just as easily as she'd won it. it could have been her life taken instead of his. luck and skill, eske realizes, aren't so black and white as she'd once, ignorantly, assumed. pulling herself from her contemplations of war, eske offers the commander a nod of agreement to the talk of a meeting. the wanlida has nothing more to add and favors a contemplative silence.