Redhawk Caldera Tretale.

Better bad than gone, though? he remarked, cocking his head and also thinking of Phox. Anyway, glad you have all your legs and you're not dead. I came around for old times' sake, Killdeer added.

He glanced around, finding the trail down to the frozen waters of the caldera. Not too far away was the Hobbit Hole, and other favorite haunts of his youth.

It's weird, not having anyone living here, Killer remarked, returning his gaze to Towhee. It doesn't feel right, given all the history.

He settled to sit, giving his grandmother a soft look. You've been around for like, fuckin' ever, he teased, grinning. Tell me more about this place. What was it like when you were a kid?

Hopefully she'd be able to remember that far back.