The Sentinels A new day, brings rejuvination

Dante nodded, unsurprised that Blue Willow had done what she could to get the land ready. The healer had taken the move with a lot of grace considering her long-time residence on the Plateau, but likely this place would take some time before it truly felt so much like home. He was worried for her, but also glad she would have a while to settle in. Especially with the news she had found only a short time ago.

"With all the pack to help, it should be an easy task, bringing them." They would be able to move much of the stocks with everyone pitching in. Luckily everyone who came would (gods willing) be strong and able. They would not need to support or help any in the trip. "We will need to look to the foodstocks first, likely." He said conversationally, thinking aloud. He had no idea what the coastal weather was like come winter, but the icy chill that was on the air made his fur prickle. They would have a hard time if they didn't catch some solid prey in the next month or so.