Blackfeather Woods I don't usually give in to peer pressure

He'd slugged around the eastern borders, making his way over the firmest parts of the mire, trying to keep as high and dry as possible. 
He'd seen nothing and no one. He was cold and wanted a nap, but he had duties. He could rest when he'd finished the southern border too.

A yip sounded to him from within the woods. He twisted quickly, bristled already. But surely if herm wanted herm to come to him, they'd have already attacked instead of calling out. He tried to smooth the prickling of his skin and adopted a more friendly look. Wary, but his tail was waving softly and low. 

It was the boy, Maegi's. The one that had gone missing.
"Hey." He called out somewhat flatly. He didn't mean to sound dreary, but he was cautious and tired.