Redhawk Caldera you're always talking but you're not playing

"No, not yet. It is just an idea," Wraen shrugged, but knew that the time to start doing something about it was very near. Either they found a place or they chose a different solution for themselves. But she did not wish to think that far in the future. One problem at a time. 

"We'll see. It's three of us at the moment, but I am thinking of going off to the plateau and meeting my niece and her family too. See, if they were interested to band together for winter. And if we survive that - perhaps - a lot longer too," she grinned. She was about to ask, if Eljay knew any suitable territories nearby, but did not. He after all was not the travelling type. 

"How is Weejay doing?" she asked, remembering her last encounter with the girl, who had been so distraught about the garden a deer had destroyed.