Redhawk Caldera Same place as last time

@Mikael

She lay in the snow, ears pricked and eyes focused on the land spread out in front of her. She hoped Mikael would show up, that he would come. The cool snow felt good against her warm pelt, she had arrived only moment ago. She had sprinted up the hill, eager for their meeting. She dropped her head into the snow and closed her eyes, listening to the distant hoot of an owl.


What I imagine the meeting place to be:
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