Neverwinter Forest vi. not too cold,

Heph laughed along with Lote, hers bright and untroubled. Her den in Moontide was still sparsely decorated, though sparsely slept in as well she knew. Perhaps having something above it made by her would make it seem more like home - Moontide did feel that way to her, or at the very least the feeling was growing, but having a place that was hers to return to was rather foreign. "That sounds fun and I'd be honored to learn." Her smile turned wide and joking though, not tolerating seriousness for over-long. "Although in fair warning the stories my family used to tell were usually at the expense of some poor soul who'd fumbled a hunt." That had all ended long ago, she wondered if it was an atmosphere that her pack could ever regain - surely they had faced hardship in the past and made through. But when she had left it felt like she would never experience such a thing again, at the very least not with those somber faces all portioning out the kills.