Blacktail Deer Plateau i will kill you

Pura exhaled slowly, releasing tension that he hadn't known himself to be carrying. "Our home," he echoed, taking hold of her words and allowing them to sink into the darkness of his mind to be processed and dissected. Occasionally, snippets of conversation would rise to the surface months later - for no apparent reason, as though his mind was subject to bureaucratic delays. Today, he was sharper.

"That means we should be Alpha," he elaborated, turning his haunting gaze on their surroundings. The stripped-down trees, the sheer drop to the flatlands, and the towering mountains in the east - try as Pura might, he could not leave it, and perhaps it was not just because Saēna lingered. A softer, almost curious look crinkled Pura's expressionless face. He looked back at his sister. "How did Dante become Alpha?" he asked. He had been absent for the shift, but at some point, something must have happened to mark the passing of the crown from Peregrine to Dante.