Firefly Glen no treble

The rolling hills spanned a fair distance, but so long as Toad occasionally watched her feet, she travelled easily over them. She was sort of pleased that Holland wanted to tag along, but figured it would be a good thing for him to come up the mountain to meet Hydra and Dirge and whoever else. She thought it likely since he was pretty new that he hadn't been introduced to many of Moonspear's residents. Maybe he'd fine good company up in the mountain air.

When he asked after Redhawk, she went right into it, more than pleased to talk about family and the legendary Redhawk Caldera. Oh it's just fantastic, she broke into a great smile, one that would have been a cheerful grandmother to shame. She swung a pleased glance to him, her eyes lighting up further with a loving glow as she spoke of the place she had come to the Wilds to see. When I was little, my older sister Robin used to tell us these stories about it. If you can imagine a mountain, but you took a big scoop out of it and filled the middle with water, that's what a caldera is. But this one's... it really is gorgeous, you just have to see it, her tail was wagging about, suddenly forgetting whatever had bugged her sensibilities. She wiggled a bit as for walked, rather like a child excited for a first hunt.

If she'd been wiser, she might have understood he was probably asking about the pack rather than the land it sat on.