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The white wolf in the water, seeming to gesture for Toad to join her. Pleased, Toad gave a very warm smile in response and pushed her way through to the space alotted. The temperature was surprisingly warm and quite pleasant. There was something about that moment that felt very peaceful. If it wasn't the whispering trees and occasional calls from the crickets, then it was the glowing air about the other woman that made the chocolatey wolf feel calm.

It was unfortunate that her new friend did not know where the Caldera was, but no matter. Toad knew that she would find it eventually. She suspected that it was relatively close by — her trustworthy gut told her so. Also, Robin's directions had been reasonably clear.

 Kukutux. That's a very fine name, she smiled, watching the woman. I'm Toad. Toad Amelia. It wasn't often she introduced herself with her middle name, but the woman seemed so illustrious and fine that she felt as though she needed to make up for her own drabness. The Redhawks don't exist anymore from what I understand, but I came to visit the old territory and see what it's like. My sister told me about it when I was little, she explained casually, looking once at Kukutux before staring at the tower of a mountain again. Now, she was curious what Moonspear looked like up close. Perhaps that would be her next stop on her little tourist adventure.