Redhawk Caldera Bridged by a lightwave.

Sounds fair.  Either worked for her.  Anything that didn't require too much thinking, too many personal questions, or too much silence.  Idiotic questions she could handle.

I started making a garden in the Bramblepoint.  Halfway between here and the Glen.  It isn't done yet, just has a few things in it, but there's plenty of room for more.  She obviously couldn't see to know for sure, but the earth felt (and tasted, she'd checked) rich.  The only thing she worried about was the trees blocking too much of the sun, but she'd picked a spot that felt as sunny as she could.  You should check it out, see what you think.  She'd take his advice on this one, he was the only wolf she knew who had a garden like the one he had.