Broken Antler Fen but written in history

tags for reference! branching off of this thread. roangeda recruitment thread i. for @Henwen

the first rumbles heard the day before could be easily excused as nothing more than roiling thunder of a passing storm; and yet despite how blodreina waits for it to come and pass ...it does not. the silence that hangs over the sunspires and even the great bear valley as @Praimfaya walks in tandem with her own steps brings an unexplainable rush of dread to her. it clenches in her chest and fills her with icy anxiety. it takes a lot to unsettle blodreina and yet she is unsettled all the same.

the draconian duo part after they offer @Ingram their 'see you later's' earlier that morning: blodreina offering her swarthy and scarred husband an lingering touch of affection and a low murmured 'be careful' despite that she and their daughter were the ones setting off. she feels the need to utter it to him all the same. surely, she is being paranoid but something about this unnerving silence feels all too familiar to her though she cannot immediately place her paw upon it.

the territory they explore today, broken antler fen, is not for the reasons that blodreina normally takes her daughter out of diaspora for. though she has scouted potential territories for diaspora to migrate to with the changing of the seasons ...she realizes that staying there had never actually been the plan — not that she'd had much of a plan aside from survive in mind when she'd shown up on their doorstep pregnant. perhaps if verx or aurë and their children had stayed blodreina wouldn't mistake her own hermit tendencies as feeling of not belonging. no one had ever made her feel that way — except for kazimir during that one meeting but blodreina overlooked that slight — but praimfaya's recent meeting with verx had set the gears of the wanlida's head spinning all the same.

praimfaya grew older seemingly by the day ...and was certainly old enough for the move now and soon blodreina suspects that she will not be satisfied with her place among diaspora. she was born for greatness, after all, wasn't that what she's been telling and teaching her? grooming her for? perhaps now was a good time to begin placing the ideals together and scouting for something for them to make their own geda ...and broken antler fen seems the ideal place to do it upon first glance.

it is a rich timberland with cedar and willow, ground softened with moss and grasses. there is fresh water and appears to be plenty of game: small and otherwise and as far as she can determine by what ground her and praimfaya have already covered: there are no neighboring packs to compete with. praimfaya, blodreina calls to her silver and charcoal marked daughter. what do you think about potentially claiming this territory for us? for our kru? she asks the girl, muzzle gesturing to the vast territory spread out before them with an elegant sweep, fierce sea blue-green gaze searching for any signs that they are not alone in the fen.