Lewis and Clark

Harbringr's thoughts echoed her own and she turned to grin at him. "Yeah this place has everything a pack could need. I even smell goat." The nimble creatures likely lived atop the mountain range, coming down to drink from the center pool. It was a little paradise, if only if it didn't lock you in or out during a particular time of day. "Easy to defend too." The northern breeze passed over her and she grimaced, a chill washing over her body. "But cold. Northern wolves are insane to enjoy it." She moved further inland, craning her neck to look at the different types of trees that grew here. It wasn't tropical like Ibis Island, but still much more welcoming than the eerie white barked trees of the shrine.