Blackfeather Woods down in the river to pray

He had lost patience with the other kids; no reason, save for the fickle nature of a child's mind. Rather than mope impatiently or harass the visitor (Reed), he had taken up the impossible task of hunting for Blue. The bird had come to the forest near the turn of the season and while he didn't know the relevance, Sobek was intrigued. He tried to follow its quick little body through the forest on various occasions but there was no way to align himself for a good pounce. The shining blue-black of the bird's feathers felt like a taunt every time Sobek caught a glimmer.

So when a voice rose among the trees and the tiny bird whipped in pursuit, Sobek was quick to give chase. He knew the paths better now; having spent a few more hours above ground since the quaking. Still, Blue was faster and winged from corridor to corridor between the trees - likely arriving before him. When he did erupt from the path that bisected Maegi's route he saw her and as he launched in to a full on run, shouted, ENA!