The group as a whole seemed to be settling in nicely to the new home. The falls, the canyon, and the many caves therein had thus far provided adequate shelter. Their numbers still were not strong, but with Reika back, and her ghostly friend Colette evidently opting to remain closer to the group after all, the group was starting to seem more like a pack than just a ragtag little band.
Once the sun had risen and graced their little valley with its light, Jet had positioned himself in the center of it, on a slightly elevated rocky outcrop alongside Flair. With the frozen falls as a backdrop, he tipped his head back and announced a summons, for everyone to pause what they were doing and meet here.
Hopefully, nobody had wandered too far yet.
The dream and vision he’d first had over a year ago now was so close to coming true, and now it was time to make this claim official. To mark these lands for themselves so that, for as long as they were to remain here, there would be no mistaking that this place was going to be their home.