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Daylily had fallen asleep many hours ago near Kora, perhaps a dozen feet away, and so when the girl awoke in the middle of the night and moved around, Daylily also woke up. Feeling a little groggy, she wasn’t quite sure what had woken her up, but she lifted her head just in time to see Kora going off on her own… in the middle of the night. Worried for her friend, Day got up and followed her some ways behind, until Kora stopped at the edge of the territory.

Not wanting to scare her friend, Daylily shuffled around loudly enough to announce her presence, rustling some leaves or stepping on some twigs or something. Then she whispered into the night, “Are you all right?”