Blackfoot Forest hit them right between the eyes

being vague :) after dfg thread @altair

Having departed that place, Tonravik did not look back. She understood her subordinates interest in the place, but she herself bore no attachment to it nevermind intrigue. Her interests lay less in the territory itself and more in the advantages it brought to her. While the Glacier she was sure offered much profit, it would only be a matter of time before the land succumbed to the wails of its mourning leader. That weakness was enough to bring Tonravik to longing for a simple mountain with jutting edges and tumultuous paths that would bring any stranger to them to their death.

She was a harsh woman, she knew, and her judgment was often passed quickly. But the massive bear of a wolf had forgotten Tuwawi as soon as she had left that place, glad for the utter silence Echelon brought and gladder still for the fact that her raven aokkatti would never emit a sound so horrific as the screeching banshee of the Glacier.

The thought alone made the woman shake her head, returning to the quiet forest often characterized as eerie. Tonravik herself found the place peaceful, and relished in the dark.