Redhawk Caldera five, six, seven, eight!

Soon a snout was thrust into his deaf ear. Nightjar didn't so much as flinch when Wildfire yelled into it, though his opposite ear strained forward to compensate, and he excitedly agreed with her decision with an over exuberant bobbing of his head that quickly left him dizzy. Wildfire was listing off all the places Finley had suggested, while Nightjar weaved drunkenly on the spot, then heavily sat down, blinking away the spinning of his vision.

"Vistown!" Nightjar agreed with the most interesting word his sister said, having absolutely no idea what he was agreeing to but sounding completely convinced that it was an awesome idea. "Vistown, Fuh-lee! Vistooown, go vistown!" Already his legs were way ahead of him, and soon Nightjar was bounding away from the group in no particular direction, completely not heeding their usual simple rule of sticking together. "VISTOWN!" he bellowed, still making absolutely no sense as he unwittingly made his great escape.