Neverwinter Forest When you sit all alone with the weeds?

Donnelaith was still not a word she was used to hearing. It was still a bit jarring to think of him as not being of the Plateau since he had represented it for so long for her. Nevertheless, thriving spoke volumes. She nodded in thoughtful silence, and certainly hadn't missed his tone. They were doing well and it was made clear to her. But, she laughed softly with a curious cant. "Ah, really, who tells these things?" she asked with a smirk, knowing news traveled up and down the grapevines as it did, no matter how low-key about it she personally had been. She did remember mentioning a move to the young Eilidh moons back, so maybe that was somehow related.

"But true.. I cannot see myself without a mountain anymore, I suppose." On their slopes, she could thrive. She was lucky the Bay wolves had agreed to the drastic change of territory for their shared home. But, perhaps selfishly, she believed it was in their best interests. "The Sunspire was fading fast, I could not hold it up any longer.. and these new arrangements have proven worthwhile so far," she shrugged. While admitting that she could not carry the weight of the dying Spire alone came at its own cost, she was frank with him. Still, she was happy with what had come of it and truly felt reinvigorated since the move.