Broken Antler Fen Enough to go around

Jasper nodded when he looked around. "If it is the same name it must be. It was close to the Caldera he said. Now I think I saw a glimpse of it in the distance," he spoke thoughtfully. Jasper nodded again when the male asked about his parents being nomads. "My parents had been friends for a long time. My dad came here and joined the Redhawk Caldera, I believe he already met my mother then. Eventually he decided to start his own pack named Broken Antler Fen, but after a while it disbanded and he moved back to the Caldera, I believe. He also spoke of Moonspear and BlackFeather Woods," he started.

"My mom and dad only got together at Moonspear. It was all very dramatic, my father thought my mother had died, but then she wasn't and they realized they loved each other," he shook his head. "Anyhow, they went off on their own, both medics, and wanting to see more of the world. Mom thought she was unable to have pups but low and behold then my sister and me were born," he chuckled. "So they joined a pack briefly and decided they liked to spread knowledge of healing. So from a few months old I've been in a lot of packs. They traded their knowledge for food and a place to stay."

"Now I think about it, it has to be this place. The Caldera so close by. I want to visit them one day, the Caldera folk. I couldn't find them last time, but Wraen said they were back. Maybe some wolves of my parents' stories are still alive!"