Lake Rodney they'll never win you back

The response was typically vague, and Titmouse narrowed his eyes when he heard his friend speak, in time to avoid getting blasted by a wave of kicked snow. I went home, as if that were the most obvious thing in the world. Where else would he have gone after Liffey had abandoned him? Well, okay, maybe he was remembering the circumstances wrong (he had been alone for a while between leaving the Vale and returning to the Caldera, so you can't expect accuracy or anything). Either way, he had to find his fellow Redhawks - except now with all the bullshit going on around him, it really didn't feel right.

This place here, this lake, it's called Lake Rodney. My parents found it. At least that was the concensus. Oddly enough Titmouse had a good memory for some stuff - like the random stories his siblings would overhear and then tell at family gatherings. He hadn't thought it was important to remember, but all of a sudden, with Redshank here with him, it seemed tantamount he recall these facts. They claimed the mountain range due east of here - it's a fucking volcano, or, it was.