Hushed Willows I got you first

She smirked around a thought, and then voiced it, a vein of humor running through the words as she spoke: If you had kept going I imagine you'd have found the grotto, and you'd be a Larksong wolf right now. Imagine that - living beneath Reek's rule. It hadn't been a bad place to live when she had been there, not really. It hadn't been ideal either, as they had formed a family there on the spur of the moment according to Reek's whims and not her own desires — but much like the Keep, Octavia had never intended to be an Alpha.

I'm wondering though... If I should take Tambourine away from here. It was a half-thought out plan, really. She had considered it. Uprooting the boy when he was older, more able. Maybe find some place with more green and everything. But living here and surviving the famine would be easier here, where they had a support network. With a subtle shrug of her shoulders she put that thought to rest. If Reek ever finds us I might consider it. I don't want to leave Warbone though, or you. Mostly.. You. She must have been rambling. As she stated this, Tavi rested her head upon his nearby bulk, and lazed.