Blackfoot Forest lockdown

I'm super stoked to play this out!

Finally her mission had come to some success. Manauia had caught his scent and tracked it to this woodland, her skills leading her to where he currently was traversing through the trees. She kept her nose low, eyes flicking to and fro, taking in details that spoke of the trail that he had walked. It was getting stronger. Had he been a runaway slave, she'd have sent up a call, an order that he stop and come to her or consequences would follow. However, due to the circumstances of his birth and his mother's kind spirit he was her Prince, and therefore not to be ordered around in quite that manner. Still, impatience had her chomping at the bit, ready to drag him back by force if necessary.

Which it might be, if the female and δοῦλος she had met earlier were any indication. What had she said?

Nor will he even know who you are he will not go with you.

Surely that was not true. How could any forget the beauty of their home? And how could he forget her, one of the guards who had been at his side without fail practically since birth? It was more likely that he was lying, a clever ruse to keep his true identity a secret. She would get the truth yet.

Movement ahead indicated that she had caught up to her quarry. "Prince," she called out, hoping to make him pause long enough to catch up. "Tezcacoatl!" If it was true that his memory was lost then she was spouting nonsense, but in any event, there was no one else around. No one else who she could be addressing.