Blackwater Islands was hypnotized by a strange delight

The echo brought her to life, like a bucket of ice water to the face in the midst of a deep sleep. She sat upright, bristling. Settled, as she recognized those tones.

Mou, she called out, limping toward the entrance of her little cave. Mou. . .

He hugged the wall, slumping against the dark mass. Oh, Mou. . .

She rushed toward him, pressing her body close to his. What've they done to you? she whispered. What the hell is this place? 

Pressed her muzzle into his ruff and inhaled his scent; it was mixed with so many foreign scents, but still him, still him!

We've got to get out of here, Maegi breathed.