Ocean's Breath Plateau Blue

Alas, she seemed wedded to Moonspear. Vlad knew what the moon was, and presumed the territory had been named in its honour - a crescent-shaped lake, or something - I d'no, round? Saltwinter was easy - the ocean was salty and a bunch of wolves would be weathering the winter there. If the alliance survived beyond that, there would need to be some kind of meeting.

"You regret!" he returned with a shake of his head, but his voice was not unkind. There was time yet to convince her, even if it wasn't today. Vlad angled his head in the direction of Donnelaith's claim. "Not thees one forest - make many walking, ees next forest. Ver being Moon peck?" He couldn't even guess; was it a mountain? Or a lake?