Redtail Rise mountains don't exist

no kinkajuú, no bhediyon, what's a girl to do? oh, there's options, sure, and she's considering them duly, and oh, she hasn't spoken to dear brother weetzie in a bit, she's overdue, but since when has witchbaby faced her obligations head on? instead she makes her way across the map, exploring where she hasn't before, until a familiar-welcome scent catches her attention.

the angelette! sweet furi, oh, she does have to tell her she won't be settling on the coast after all, hm? the scarlet witch makes her way quickly, foot-falls light and dainty, her interest only piquing when she realises sweet angelette isn't alone after all. she comes upon them quick, curling around the nearly-yearling's side with a grin curling her lips. "been a while, ain't it?" wb croons, her gaze lifted onto the stranger, curiously. "an' whose this then?"