Hoshor Plains Cannot hold a candle to my new boy

"I am very happy to hear that," Wraen said, "I told this to Liri, when I met he last, you have chosen a place that's rich in history. It has been a cherished home at least for two different packs before you. Morningside lived there until they decided to move, and my mom lived there for a few years, becoming one of the leaders as well." In a way the plateau was just like an old manor-house that had seen many people come and go, people fall in love or fall out of it, children being born and grow up, and though the people that had once loved it were long since gone, Wraen was sure that the place remembered and echoes of all that had happened there were still there to be found.

"I am glad that you found the kid, the wilds are not a good place for children to wander on their own," Wraen said, recalling all too well, how some kind of wildcat had attacked Ibis, and tragedy had been averted only because there were people around to fend the hungry predator off. "Did he or she ever tell, what happened? Did the original family lose him?" she asked.