The Sunspire He is rugged and long lasting

coelho allowed a moment of introspection; a glimmer of something darker than her normal sunniness seemed to flicker across her face and then it too, like a storm, passed. she didn't have much use or time for negavitiy - and a smile re-bloomed where doubt had been moments before.

maybe like the changing seasons, sunspire would be habitable again. coelho would miss some parts of it, but she had not been here as long as some others, and knew to some pack wolves it was more than just an imposing hunk of stone: it was home. she was wondering if wraen felt any deep attachment to it, but if she did, other than a little sentimental nuance to her words, she did not seem distraught. wraen seemed more practical than most anyway - and that was a trait that was more boon than curse.

"maybe it will be a home again in the future. but sometimes we have to move even if we don't want to anyway. the mountain will always be here, maybe it could be a heritage sight for the children.." she murmured, already imagining that their future broods would race to the top and play roughly along the rocks. "i've explored a bit - but i seem to know what's out of sunspire better than what's in."