Phantom Hollow The one kid should have never jumped out the boat [Pack Meeting]

She lifted her gaze back to the Sovereign, thinking for a moment.
"It has everything a growing army needs. It had a variety of trees meaning a diversity of prey and the frontal end, close to the caldera, seemed to be good for cover. Misty and dark." She'd assumed they'd take a liking to that. They'd settled in the two dankest places in the area and were about to make it a triple. It would be good for them. The diversity of prey meant that in certain seasons there'd be a surplus when other areas were depleted and she was sure that the sectors would play into their advantage in the event of an attack from Blackfeather. She knew some herbs needed certain conditions; perhaps the woods would provide them.

"It's a morning's march to Blackfeather. Would probably take a day for us to clear it of lone wolves and the such. There is also a river that appears to run through it." Sustainable and ripe for the picking. She didn't see why they wouldn't want to move from this small hovel.