Golden Glade sky fire above, ice below the hearth

It was a little strange that Rannoch considered this move one of his easier ones, considering the distance they’d had to cross to get here. And with puppies in tow, no less! She hated to think of what his previous moves must have been like to make this one seem easier, but she didn’t ask. All that mattered was that everyone had made it here in one piece. Some definitely the worse for wear — she thought of Wisteria, specifically — but at least they were alive and safe.

”It really is,” she replied as their path diverged and took them toward the rocky walls at the base of the plateau. Streams of water trickled down the granite flanks of the hill upon which they used to live, patches of vibrant green moss clinging to the damp stone around those tiny, dripping falls. ”How’s your family settling in? I know this was all pretty sudden for mine. I can’t imagine how much of a whirlwind this must have all been for yours.”