Northstar Vale I need to spin my wheels

Places we grew up. The one we lived in before, and the Caldera. If the first territory had had a name, she didn't remember it. There's something about the smell of green, and dirt, that makes a place feel more alive. It was why she spent time in her gardens, and why she preferred to walk the small forested areas of Mereo. The stone and sand were still rougher than she was used to and while she didn't mind it, she doubted she'd ever love it the same way.

That's what makes the coast fun to visit, but terrible to stay near. The smells and sounds are all wrong. She took in a breath. Her mom was right about it being fresh too.

Obviously she wasn't looking to move, especially now. It was still hard to hide the slight longing she felt, sitting on soft grass and hearing the play of water nearby. At least Fennec had the meadows near the canyon to take advantage of.

Have you talked much about what you'll be doing here, then? Or are you waiting to find out when you can explore around more? Fennec had a hard time imagining her mom being content just sitting still, and she was curious to pull some details out on her setup here. Were they gunning for leadership in a place without the stricter rules Mereo had? And was that why they'd left?