Swiftcurrent Creek daffodils

it seemed the vale didn't remain empty for long; she tucked this nugget of information in the rear of her mind, fully intending to act on it later. bhediya planned in settling in lair, this she received only with a nod. she was curious—would it not be claustrophobic? and surely the hunting could not be good—but wouldn't pester the woman with questions. 

"I need to talk to sunny, first, choose a place, but I'll visit them soon," she said, elaborating, "they're welcome to join us, I'd be glad if they did—but I don't want to force them away from the emberwood." ideally, she'd round up all the family she could and cart them north, but her younger siblings had grown into capable adults she could only hope would follow. her brow furrows, slightly, something is nagging at her. "why did you leave there? is it not a good pack?" easy had seemed content, and she'd never heard bad word about the group, but then, she really knew very little about them at all. but should bhediya lead her to believe different, she'd try her very best to cart them north anyways.