Redhawk Caldera i don't know where we are in the grand scheme of things

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She eyed the heron enviously, wishing she could snag a few of its feathers perhaps to use as decoration or for lining the new den she would have to find here on the Caldera. Ejlay had mentioned one- but it had belonged to Finley and Elwood, and was by all rights bequeathed to him. She suspected that there was likely a den where Phox and Towhee had been born as well, and she wouldn't be able to snag that. But just by the way the Caldera was made, she could tell that there would be lots of places where she and Phox could dig out a den- perfect for next year's litter. With the chill in the wind beginning to nip at her cheeks and nose, she knew it would not be too long before that time would come again- and they would need to have the den chosen and prepared before the spring flowers came.

She would get to see a bit of what the Caldera had to offer, in terms of den-worthy ground when she saw where Eljay had been born and had grown up for at least a part of his life. They'd spend the night there, before making their way back to the Copse yet again skirting West of the mountain range so as to avoid the impassable barrier mountains and their newfound neighbours to the South.