Redhawk Caldera five, six, seven, eight!

Nightjar picked up on one of Wildfire's random ejaculations (lulz), screaming "Vistown!" over and over. Wildfire, naturally, joined him. "Vistown!" she crowed, smiling at him, then at Aunt Finley as she announced that that was exactly where they would go. "Yee, vistown!" Wildfire exclaimed, pleased that they'd gone with her suggestion, even if she had no idea what or where this destination might be.

Then her brother made a break for it. Finley and Raven were quick to run after him. Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Wildfire giggled loudly and joined the chain of wolves chasing Nightjar. She was the smallest, the little red caboose, and she stumbled several times as she tried to gain on the others. Whereas Raven easily caught up to Nightjar—and Finley would likewise have no problem overtaking the youngster—little Wildfire fell further and further back.