Blacktail Deer Plateau I'm looking for a way now

His legs kept whirring away, getting him almost nowhere but that didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. Constantine was pursuing, reaching for the creature that caused vibrations far away. Though he had lost the milky side of his mother, he was sure he could find it again. Vibrations often led him to Milky-Comfort, after all. Either directly or indirectly.

His blind, deaf head was pressing toward Saena without realizing it, poking around for the source of the smell/vibration of her. He made the occasional mewling sweet noise calling out to her. Asking her to save him and get him back to the milk, though he had no way to actually say the words to encourage that. So far, he wasn't distressed by it. It was just that he always wanted milk. Distressed, happy, sad, pissed off. All of it meant it was a good time for nursing.