Blackfeather Woods Advice for the young at heart

Waking from her well deserved nap, she stretched, deciding that today was the day for exploration. She had discovered the Grove, as well as the Web, but there were many areas of Blackfeather that she was eager to investigate. In the northeast was a grotto, a special one at that. She had only taken a glimpse before being on her way before and was intrigued even more. Before, in the corner of her eye, she even thought she saw a pale blue light before she shook her head and it was gone. Running towards the marsh, she took in the surreal surroundings. Where she came from, there were no wetlands like this. 
Instantly, she felt like a child, getting her paws sunk in the mud and rolling around on the moss covered ground. And for a second, she was happy, before she fell back down to earth and halted her childish play. If anyone had seen her.. the thought was hard to bear. Shaking herself, she noticed that clumps of vibrant green moss still clung to her back among dirt. Her feet and most of her legs were caked in dirt, as well as most of her snout. Ultimately, she looked ridiculous. She only hoped nobody noticed her in this moment of perpetual weakness and absurdity. 

Set in Wispmothers Grotto. Can't put the prefix in..