Thunder Dome the way in

The large wolf gave a faint smile to the smaller one as she stepped aside for him. Asterr's humbleness was all part of her power — he wondered briefly if she even knew this, deep down. She had been raised for leadership, after all; she had perhaps been taught that modesty and humility were two of many strengths that would benefit her reign. But Noctura liked to think this was just her character, regardless of lessons learned.

The curtain of moss trailed over his back as he walked through into the great cavern. He already recognised some of the scene below — trees that he and Asterr had walked among just a couple of hours previously. As for the ridge on which they now stood, it was bigger than he'd thought, strong and stable, more like a little plateau than anything else. And it was a windbreak; a private and peaceful place to sleep.

He looked to Asterr, then, silently inviting her to join him in a walk to the tapered edge of the ridge so that they could assess the view below and see if they could spot her favourite clearing.