Blacktail Deer Plateau Colorado calls to me

It was a good answer, and an honest one.  Good enough, she replied back with a smile, though it faded some to thoughtfulness when Niamh went on to explain her worries.

Perhaps bad is not how she'd have labeled it, but something was off here.  She felt the directionless list of the pack as much as her own.  There were few here and she rarely saw them, none had loyalty nor ties to their family.  Perhaps it was their fault for isolating themselves - or perhaps the pack was changing.  Under Caiaphas it had been a machine driven to her whims; now it was adrift.

Your mother and I talked about this.  It was why I wanted to speak.  She wondered how the news would hit; Nieve was born into this pack and had never parted from it, to her knowledge.  She wants to move, but we do not know when or where yet.  It may be wiser to wait until spring.  She didn't know if they would - surely they could survive? They'd done so before.

If you could choose a home, what would you want it to look like? she asked.  Here was a fair offer, but she knew her daughter loved the sea.  She wondered if that, combined with Erzulie's own desires, would draw her back someday.