Broken Antler Fen Enough to go around

Their backgrounds were really very similar, up to and including Wraen recently discovering them lurking at her borders. Speaking of which, Tambourine cocked his head and replied, "But isn't that what this place is called? I swear I've heard someone refer it to it by that name..." He couldn't recall specifics though. "So this may be where your pops lived at some point?" he added, thinking aloud.

As they talked, he kept up his leisurely gait, which led them toward the southern corner of the territory. There was a brief stretch of dry land between the territory's main waterways behind them and a more isolated pond up ahead. He led Jasper toward it, his floppier ear twitching when an early fly buzzed near it.

"I like it here because it tends to be a little quieter and more secluded. I'm a people person but it's nice to have a quiet spot to think, you know?" Tambourine said, pale eyes drifting to Jasper's face.