Dragoncrest Cliffs the bottom of the deep blue sea

When recognition stirred on the mighty woman's features, Ibis felt hope filling her chest. She nodded frantically (but didn't really register the name of the place); if she knew Olive then she must be talking about home! Ibis was simple, and she was desperate. If these wolves knew of her mom(s) and knew where to go, she'd soon be home, and that's all that mattered to her. Do you know where that is? She wished she did, and yet the question stirred a greedy homesickness in her that dwarfed the rest of her doubt. I just wanna go home, please, can you help me?