A change of venue had been necessary, the idea of charging into battle far from appealing. She'd much rather settle somewhere calm, somewhat secluded... basically, a place she could poke around in and outside of without question. A place that, at the end of the day when the curtain had fallen before all of her acts, she could rest her weary self and worry not of being bothered. It was neither too much nor too little to ask for, teetering just within the middle of everything; not quite the same as her usual wants, but not any less sought, either. They had found a place similar to that which she'd imagined within her mind and, though it was not identical to the criteria she'd wished to meet, it was to be their home.

Depp had howled in order to announce their presence there, to call forth all those who'd chosen to follow them so that they would be aware that the ravine was to belong to them. Several other howls sprung up around them, joining in chorus with the soon-to-be leader, but none of those voices belonged to Sen. The woman had remained quiet, simply observing the others and stealing glances at the surrounding land. It was not their time to claim it, they were yet to be ready—this was something she was well aware of, and was also the cause behind her silence. Only when they were to officiate their stay would she allow for her voice to lift with the winds, but until then, silence was to be her true friend.