Redhawk Caldera where you lead.

Her response was that he owed their relationship to the moth -- the moth that he now knew had never even existed. But he grinned anyway, especially when she nodded so wisely as she spoke. Although he didn't necessarily want to separate from her at that moment, he wiggled until he was free from the weight of her body against his chest, then stood. His fur was drenched and he took a moment to give himself a shake, then padded away from Finley.

"I'm going to find him," Elwood said, looking over his shoulder at his mate, "and thank him right now." And he sloshed through the water, head tipped back and eyes roving over the cavernous ceiling. "Here, mothy, mothy, moth...I've got something to tell you!" he called out, his voice echoing against the rocky walls and bouncing back to him.