Felltree Marsh i was in darkness

They hadn't been terribly far from Marauder's Keep to begin with and Banner noted upon seeing more willow trees in the distance that this was likely to be a quick trip.  Of all their surroundings, the marsh was probably the pack's weakest spot, though at least with the majority of the trees downed it was easy to see larger threats coming.  It wasn't like any pack would choose this run-down territory to call home.  Still, she also kept a keen eye on their surroundings.  The short female wasn't as invested in this task though because she'd grown accustomed to feeling safe in the pack environment.

Ghost moved up to her left side and she looked to him, her green eyes at first attempting to meet his gaze.  But when she saw he was busy scanning the landscape, she smiled and looked forward again.  His focus still amazed her.  She imagined that his mind was organized and he found it simple to compartmentalize - focus on one task, complete, and then on to the next.  This was just wild speculation on her part, of course, but Banner imagined that this was what she'd have to do in her own mind.  Maybe that would come.. some day.

The pair continued on in silence and she didn't find it uncomfortable at all.  Strangely it was familiar and nice.  Forced conversation was awkward for everyone involved, anyway.  Some time had passed before she started to slow down.  Banner looked over at Ghost and offered him another soft woof to indicate that they were approaching her home.  The willow trees began just outside the borders, a stray one here and there, and grew thicker farther in.  But she wouldn't bring him in that far.  The other Marauders would likely voice their disapproval and she didn't want to deal with it.

She led them to the base of a particularly large willow tree, parting the weeping branches with her nose and stopping in front of the trunk.  "You can place it here," she offered quietly.