Everything means everything

His words earned another small smile. Many of the wolves she'd met here not true wanderers; most of them had somewhere they returned to at the end of their journeys, or if not somewhere, someone. Kiela had neither of those things and she was perfectly content that way, but she did recognize the feeling of having a place she'd return to time and time again. This large stretch of forest was one she was beginning to feel that way about - this and the forests to the north and east. "The most beautiful place? Hmm," Kiela hummed thoughtfully, considering the question. "To the far north, near the sea, is a tall... castle, made of ice," she fumbled over the word for a moment before regaining her composure. "It is one of the most beautiful things I've seen." She had no doubt it was a sacred place, she'd felt its power when she'd first visited, and she had every intention of returning there someday.

But tonight was unfortunately not that night. The journey was too long to make after she'd already spent the day traveling. Perhaps by tomorrow's sunset she could reach the castle if she decided to, though she hadn't thought that far ahead, or even to tonight, if she was being honest. "No plans," she admitted with a shrug. "What about you?" Sometimes her plans extended into the next day but rarely beyond that, and never much further.