Aerarnis. Raloi. Irindor.
As Merildra and Krattia left with Simeon and the others (Merildra was practically skipping, while Krattia was more reserved), Aerarnis, Raloi, and Irindor remained for a few moments before turning, leading Frey away from the meeting place to their own den.
"I am not certain what sort of accommodations you have in your clan," Aerarnis said, barely looking over her shoulder. "But we call ourselves the Root for a reason."
As she said this, a large tree came into view. There were a few Paragon that were going about their day-to-day just outside of the tree, and others emerging from the ground below, and others retreating back into the ground. This time, Raloi spoke up.
"Our den-builders suspect that this is the grandmother tree here," he said. "It has been here for eons, and with proper care, will likely last for eons more. Our dens are built into the ground beneath."
"We'll go to the gathering place first, so that you can get settled in with Katalmach and Kalach-cha--receive a den assignment, and meet some of the rest of the clan. Right now, the plan is for you to accompany Irindor on the fourth-watch patrol, when the skies are darkest. Tonight, I will be accompanying you two," Aerarnis said.