Fairspell Meadow and some of his servants are to be

this was familiar. tantalus knew this place as soon as they entered it. the caldera was up northwest of here, and though he'd spent very little time at the caldera, it was enough time to recognize the surrounding territories. the meadow was nice but... it wasn't good enough, and there were too many neighbors. tan gave a heavy huff, hot air billowing around his muzzle, nose twitching as he paused mid stride to evaluate the land. he looked to @Cyclone, who was hovering (as always), ears angled towards her. "we are going to keep moving western," he told her simply, and waited for her to catch up to him, "how are you fairing? the weather is not kind today." and it was true, the coming days would bring a storm, though tantalus would try to power through it. that is, of course, if cyclone would allow it.