Great Bear Wilderness I'm building this house on the moon

Tundra seemed keen to wear her pride on her sleeve at once, lighting up enough to speak of Blackfeather with just enough haughtiness that it was amusing. Dirge didn't know much of her pack to refute anything that she had to say for better or worse, though he did consider the possibility that its existence was tumultuous at best. Especially if the leadership was unstable enough to change, and whether or not that change was on good terms or bad. She hadn't heard of Moonspear however and he decided perhaps it was for the better. Let her think whatever it was that would please her, though he only chuckled as she pried for information. Perhaps she was as new as Cadeau.

”We've hunted these lands for quite some time, as do many others. Herds track through here thinking they have safe passage from time to time and the woods funnel them where some of us can benefit from it.” A thin smile punctuated his statement, but his attention turned to Cadeau easily. ”You'll pick up the scenery quick if you keep at it. Blackfeather's our closest neighbor in these parts. There's a few other packs scattered about though, but some come and go with the seasons. I think the only other well established lot I know of are the Redhawks in the wilderness over the mountains to our west. Eccentric bunch to be found there, but decent enough.”