Broken Antler Fen Go ahead, make my day

She did not have an immediate answer to his question. She had barely looked around the place. Wildfire stored that idea in a filing cabinet in the back of her mind, to be rifled through later. For now, she listened carefully as Kero began to explain these cardinal directions of his. She would be lying if she said she comprehended right away. Even after a lengthy explanation and a demonstration, Wildfire wasn't quite following. The concept was a bit abstract for her young mind, though she did her best to digest it all.

"What do soggy worms have to do with it?" she couldn't help but ask in response to the non sequitur, the acronym whooshing right over her head. "I don't know," she admitted after a brief pause, then glanced over her shoulder. She peered at the caldera, then looked back at him, paused a few seconds longer, then decided to tell him, "I'm from Redhawk Caldera back there," in the hopes that he could tell her the direction. This was a difficult subject, yet Wildfire badly wanted to understand it. It seemed extremely important knowledge for someone aspiring to be a traveler.