Really, he is not quite sure what to think of this girl. She is so resolute in her efforts to get what she wanted, and then downright arrogant in the aftermath with the way her blue eyes shown in her perceived success. And then there was the whole level of derangement thing. Drogon had turned away from her in that moment, deciding to get her higher up the mountain and deal with the mental problems later. Really he didn't want to deal with it at all, but if he was going to escort her into the pack lands then he would have to stick with her until she left again. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

Their trek up the mountain seemed to relax Drogon to a certain extent. His growing form seemed to develop new muscles on almost a daily basis, and they adapted his body to scale the steeper inclines of the mountain with ease. Even so, he was still young, and someday when he had reached his full heigh and weight he would be capable of things he never imagined possible in his days of youth. When they came to the precipice that he had chosen as their destination, the larger adolescent stood to the side and allowed the girl to step forth first. For a moment she simply looked at him, but he was unable to read her expression. Did she think him untrustworthy? Well, he hadn't exactly given her any reason to think otherwise. After a moment she walked out in front of him, and he moved to stand nearby but still allow her the space to soak it all up. Breathing the refreshing mountain air deep into his lungs, he felt calmed by the higher altitude. A soft expression trickled from Belhara's lips as she looked up into the night sky. And for a second, they were lapsed in silence. Though it did not last nearly long enough in Drogon's opinion.

He watched the girl as she stood upon the star illuminated cliff, and without realizing it shifted into just the right angle so that their light made the red that traced through his fur stand out a little more obviously than it normally would at night. His ears were pricked forward and caught the huff she expelled, and then she was turning to look at him once more and his brows drew together slightly. Hadn't this been what she required? She was closer to the stars, what more did she want from him? But her questions were just that, rather than the further demands he had anticipated. "No," he answered, thinking to himself that maybe her parents should have spent less time filling her head with fanciful stories about the stars being able to speak and more time teaching her about the boundaries of packs. "Stars do not speak." It was a simple statement, and she could take it for what it was. Stars did not speak to him, or stars did not speak in general. He knew his meaning, what would she hear it as?