They had made it this far, but they were yet to choose a place to settle. This close to the new moon there wasn't much in the way of light to aid her but the snow itself reflected what little was on offer. The Archer padded around the northern banks of the lagoon silently, no words needed for her companion, for which she was more than grateful. Since Piety's departure, she hadn't been much of a one for conversation outside of the necessary discussions with the packs they passed, and she and @Celandine weren't much of ones for gushing displays of affection or wasted words. They both knew what they wanted, and they weren't afraid to get themselves a little dirty in the process if that was what it took.
The soft, silty soil gave way to stone underfoot and Morganna paused, the wide river stones not exactly out of place but she almost thought they felt like... She leaned down to squint at the stones from a different angle, a throaty chuckle leaving her chest. "Wish stones huh?" She hadn't expected to find them here of all places.