Blacktail Deer Plateau i would beg to disagree, but begging disagrees with me

Ma. Funny how one single word could hold her so rapt. She turned, beaming like the sun at Sakhmet's approach. Turned out, it was even more special when they had grown up and still—still!—loved their mother.

How are you? Maegi asked lightly, returning the touch and allowing Sakhmet to fall in step beside her. This is a lovely place. 

Her words were no more than idle pleasantries, meaning to soften the conversation before she moved into tougher topics. But they rang true; she really was enjoying the plateau so far, and hoped they could make it a home for the long haul. She was tired of moving, tired of running. She wanted to rest.

She wanted to keep her family close and make sure they never, ever escaped her grasp again.