Dragoncrest Cliffs i know what's waitin' for me

aye, for a bit. a pause and sheepish grin is offered. they shift their positions in the sky each month. the basis for which, rhaegal does not know, not knowing about earth's rotation. to him, its simply a known fact from studying them beneath the tutelage of the islands' elders for years.

it simply was.

aye, rhaegal admits with a soft sigh, wishing he knew an easier way to show her what he saw: how he'd learned to pick out polaris among all the others and use the constellations to make the trek from the island to here.

a rise of muzzle and focus of golden gaze to find the star suzu points out. that's venus. rhaegal murmurs, drawing a soft, quiet breath; the sound of which is swallowed by the soft lulling roar of the sea. it's nae a star. it's a planet like earth.