Moonspear and if i say to you tomorrow

He continued looking around and having Charon at his side doing much the same encouraged him on. Still, he wasn't finding anything because there was nothing obvious to find where he was looking. His pale-coated father suggested something else, that maybe bees denned elsewhere, and the boy gave a scrunch-face. "Maybe." he hummed, still consumed with looking all over with a vicious squint on. It vaguely occurred that he wasn't able to easily get to anything not on the ground. "I mean, I guess they can fly..." he reasoned, although he still had a difficult time thinking of dens off the ground personally since he could not take flight.

Flying just had to make that much easier--and speaking of which, he ducked away from a close-veering bee buzzing, which led him to sight of something else between the branches. "Is that a...?" he asked with a hopeful lilt as he squinted upwards now past the foliage at a something on a branch that looked a lot like bark, but not exactly. It was still obscured enough that he didn't get a good view of it, although it was enough to see that the bees were in that area too.

He glanced at his dad, half deathly curious and half a little worried.. because if it was one.. how were they getting anything from it??