Broken Antler Fen We cannot alter our fate, but we can rise to meet it.

Yes!  Maia emphatically agreed on the tree point for a variety of reasons!  She'd always felt better with cover.  The rest of it made a whole lot of sense when Wraen rattled it off, but Maia's brain was spinning by the end of it.  How did she keep all of that straight?  Maia wouldn't have even begun to think of prey... water and trees would have done it for her, but it made perfect sense that you'd want a place that could feed a group as well.  And dry feet?  Right?!  It would be awful to make a home and be soggy all the time.

Maia was just about to ask about Blackfeather, having never heard of the place's history, but she was distracted by Wraen's pronouncement that she knew where they were.  Really?  She'd come in from the west, farther north, and had never crossed down here.  I've never seen it!  Do you think they're still around?  She thought about it a second and immediately realized how ridiculous that would be.  Nah, I suppose not, right... that was forever ago!  Wow.  She gazed about with a new appreciation.  This spot's a little damp, but d'you remember if there were any cool finds here?

WC: 204