The Sentinels You say...

"Exactly," Osprey agreed, though not being very sure, if she fully understood, what a "real estate" was. The only problem here could be an absence of such lakes. She didn't know, if - aside from the ocean - there was any other major water source. 

"No - it does not have to be," she said, "life is too short to tie yourself to one place only, when there might be so many to learn to know and love." Though this applied to her only partly, because she was at a point in her life, where the prospect of having something permanent and stable seemed to be more preferable than anything else. For now, living within the confines of only one territory would do.

When and while she had considered proposing to Dante she had thought about quite a lot of important points that would come along with this step. The question about children included - and at this moment she was happy that this conversation was going to happen in a far-off future. The pain of losing her first litter was still there and she was sure that she never wanted to go through the same grief again. 

"But I hope that we will find the most suitable spot eventually - in every tale a prince and princess have their castle," she cast a glance to her companion and smiled. Dante could do well being a prince - she was not sure about herself. Perhaps, the ragged and scrawny type.