Wild Berry Meadow Oh Spring Into Step

She bears good news, for whilst the creature is—as he assumes—within the Wilds, the direction is opposite to his home. Thus, it is hopeful that the creature stays put instead of migrating towards them.

He exhales a breath, calmed by the description she gives. Although she mistakes his desire for its location as a witch hunt. The bear, nonetheless, scoots closer to her with his head down and ears perked in her direction. Carefully listening to her secrecy, and is shocked to find the miniature bear so reckless.

Hmm, Eve hums, My home is to the north, so long as it stays south, hopefully it can be avoided.