Razorback Ridge Could this be home?

We have our own slice of paradise here.

Arsenio led him through the trees that filled the vale. Areas were so thick that snow had not penetrated it and the floor was left littered with juniper and pine needles. Moving beyond the trees and toward the nearest body of water, the Arche glanced to his company and smiled.

Tell me about yourself, Dasher. Anything you wish, the redstone wolf requested of him. Arsenio had no plan to turn him away from Epoch. He wanted to know how they might chart his next path within their ranks. The vale was a place of learning and teaching. He wanted that to be upheld, no matter who joined them.