Wheeling Gull Isle you should know i'm no ones shore, no ones ocean

Excellent! It was a date. With a broad grin, the jovial youth took several springy steps forward, then peered back over his shoulder at his new companion. He would be ready to go whenever she was, so long as Undersea's adults approved it. He couldn't think of any reason they wouldn't. A pair of resourceful youths, wanting to go on a cross-country trip to find the homelands they didn't totally remember? Sounded like a great idea to him, no flaws there.

Do you remember what your mountain looks like? he asked, hankering for details besides big and icy. He could describe parts of Bearclaw Valley from memory if he needed to, even if he hadn't explored all of it prior to leaving. It was a small territory with little variation in its features, which meant it was easy for him to recall. It helped that he had a stellar ability to remember things.