The Sentinels The Seventh Hero Beyond the Engine

Honestly Wraen had no idea, where Indra's first home had been. There was a vague memory of meeting her somewhere near the mountains and that had been about it. She racked her brain more and recalled that the girl been rather distrustful towards strangers. The tiredness about her countenance and somber shadow in her glance had remained the same though. The russet she-wolf did not give an impression that life treated her either gently or fairly and Wraen could not decide, whether she should feel sorry for her or rather be glad that those challenges had bypassed her. 

"If you look over at that peak there - looks like a moon on a stick," she pointed towards the looming shape of Moonspear's pride and namesake, "but do not stop there, continue moving along the coast until you have gone past that mountain range and see that peak from the other side - you are near my home. It's a nice little corner of forest that provides us with everything we need," for now. Come winter, Wraen would tell a different story. 

"Called "Firebirds" - you are welcome to visit any time. Or, if you are in need of a friend and a cozy and safe corner," she extended the invitation. "Not really - it's a family pack and all are inter-related to one another. A lot of kids, but also a lot of parent and grandparent and aunt/uncle figures to join in. And I am somewhere in the middle," she explained, smiling fondly. "What about you - where do you live now?"