Dragoncrest Cliffs they make us war

More arrived, steadily filtering into the scene. To Eske, he returned a small nod. For his wife, he flipped his tail gently, but otherwise, attentions were drawn hard and stern to Thuringwethil as she began detailing them. He considered her every word, silently concentrating.

It summarizes with three wolves off to search, and he trusts her choice without resistance—although wonders if she had some in mind already. It's three fewer wolves here to maintain the homefront, however, but they can do it, he is sure. On all accounts, both home and abroad, they have strength on their side. He wants to hope that their absence would get to be very brief, after all. As for where the Caldera was, he felt a frown pulling to his lips, and one that became more solidified by the second.

He could put little value to what the newcomer male contributed after the Heda had addressed him, so added his own two cents after he did: "I don't know exactly where it is either, just that it's well south of the Sunspire's range," he mentioned. Besides just south, and that was only in a very general, borderline vague sense, he had never pinpointed Wildfire's home pack before; he'd simply had no need.. and the last time he had passed through the flatlands and the wilderness near them at all had been years ago.