Skandranon did not often take night flights for joy.  He took them in order to fight the for Urtho.  To fight for freedom and peace.  

Tonight would be different for him. Tonight he beat his wings through the still air of the night and raced towards the sky.  No one would blame him for letting the wind of the upper sky fill his wings as he tried to sooth the horrors of the war from his mind.

Who would blame him for taking to the sky to keep his thoughts about Zhaneel from keeping everyone else awake with his restlessness.