Broken Antler Fen Between two points.

Perhaps that's where she'd gotten it from: she was one! She smirked at her friend. Towhee couldn't argue and didn't want to. She enjoyed being described as both "demonic" and an "enchantress," though the former was arguably a lot more accurate much of the time.

Her smile turned soft when Wraen countered by offering to find her a favorite spot, a respite from goings-on at the caldera. She appreciated the sentiment and wondered if she should return it. The caldera had already become something of a refuge, so why not...

But then another thought crossed her mind, her face shifting again into a more serious expression. "Would you be up for a hunt? We could move it outside the territory if you'd prefer. I want to take something back for Fen to eat."