Bay Sleep trotted along some well known paths, wondering where he might find her. The Mothborn tribe members weren't exactly holed up somewhere like those of The Cres, as far as he knew. And he didn't know much. Whipping his big head this way and that, he tried to see if he could spot the pale mare amongst the dense foliage of the Swamp. "Auntie!" he called, trying to brush away the mild concern in his tone. He didn't want to worry her while he was hollering for her through the trees.
He hoped she could actually hear him. Bay Sleep didn't want to disturb the entire Swamp for no reason. That wouldn't be very nice. "Auntie, are you around?" he called shortly after. The lanky buck knew the mare dwelled somewhere nearby, but where exactly was beyond him. Hopefully he'd catch sight of her soon, whichever form she ended up being in.
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