Sun Mote Copse the shrike to your glorious thorn

He was stunned for a moment when she revealed the truth. That she was the mother of Bat, not the sister-of, did not mesh in his mind at first. He almost made a comment on it - but realizing it might sound too forthcoming, perhaps even like a pick-up line, he held back. Her subsequent news caught in his ears and got him for invested.

The copse — oh, here, He turned and looked around, having ignored all the signs that would've made this a good place to claim until this point. It had been difficult for him to navigate but that didn't mean much, he was used to deep snow and the irregularity of the mountains rather than flat earth and endless trees. With the Heights, the forests were plentiful but he could rise above them.

Being so near an ally would be beneficial too. He wondered how close they would get to his mountain or if it mattered — there was also the Strath, and the boggy plateau to the west of the Strath ringed by mountains. Plenty of space. It is a beautiful choice, he admits. I've been told there is another pack to the west called Rosings, and a group trying to station themselves due-west from the plateau, in the dark forest. Do you know much about them?