Redhawk Caldera haunted

She had taken to venturing outside of the dark woods at times. The pale youth enjoyed exploring the world outside. There was something about the comfort of the darkness, of the glowing mushrooms and the spirits all around her that made her feel at ease and at peace in the Blackfeather Woods, but the spirit was also happy enough to see the world beyond those walls. It made home feel like home even more. In the outside world, she looked slightly less impressively pale, considering she stood in a world of colour rather than darkness, but the snow helped highlight her and hide her. She travelled by night, for it was her favourite time of day.

The spirit climbed the outer walls of the Caldera and arrived at its edge, where she looked over the edge and stared at the waters of the Caldera. It looked mighty impressive -- nothing like anything she had ever seen in the Blackfeather woods.