The Sunspire all is almost lost and it starts to show

coelho was close by when the howl came, and stood attention stiffly as wolves assembled around her. her expression remained inscrutable, even as the topic of moving was broached. she had little connection to this land and remained nonplussed, though she did study the faces of her packmates for their reactions.

a little hope glimmered in her, that they might settle by an ocean; she might settle for lake, or great lagoon - how she missed the sing of the wind on the beach, and the fare of fish. her daydreaming was snatched from her by mention of her name and she stood abruptly to attention, eyes swiftly unclouded from their hazy memory. she looked at the southern rim of their world, where the rocky arms of sunspire descended into unknown woodland. a nod was given in understanding: her little legs would carry her far after this meeting, though for now she listened for any packmate to voice their say before departing.