Broken Boulder endless me, endlessly

all accounted for. mahler turned at the sound of sequoia's voice. he saw no for her not to make the first choice, as the gargoyle had already chosen the largest of the home-dens for star and her growing children.
"good." was it ambition he sensed in the woman or something else? a nod to punctuate his words. "i am going to see about vhat sort of prey might be nearby, search for farmland. you are velcome to come or to stay, become more acquainted with your home."
a nod to her; he made to traipse topside, heading for a steadying glimpse of the expanse around the boulder before searching for one trail or another.
inside, his mind chirped that he must go after wylla.