Sawtooth Spire wild kids

heda caught her own tonguetip between her teeth. "we could stay here. we could go to —" not rivenwood. not yet. "maybe i want to see a cold beach for once. i think i could find one of those. but we'd have to go far."
maybe she wanted to see more than four seasons and endless support. maybe it felt better to struggle, even if she had to create the sensation herself.
there were hundreds of birds and dozens of animals to hunt. "we could always leave in a week or so, if you want. think about it. i could stock the caches before we left. then we'd be cool to leave. i'd want to say my goodbyes anyway." she flicked a red-backed ear. "after that, i'm ready to go as far as we feel like going."