The young lass had been exploring the lands thoroughly, and though she'd lost some weight since she was- frankly a poor hunter, it hadn't dampened her spirits to terribly. If a stranger looked at her, they could practically see the energy radiating off of her cream colored body. She was hungry- and in search of a meal. It was because she had been loosely attempting to follow the scent trail of a doe that she'd ended up in this strange forest. Pausing as the wind blew some leaves into her face- she let out a sneeze and frowned at the duty debris. "Stop that!" She scolded, her tail waving behind her as the same leaves swirled in front of her muzzle, the tips of them tickling her- forcing her to let out a giggle. Remy took a couple of steps back, and looked around.  A disappointed sigh left her as she inhaled and realized she'd lost the faint scent of doe. Now what was she going to do? Eat the leaves?! Being away from home was hard- much harder than she'd ever imagined. What she wouldn't give to hear her Uncle Breen tell her his annoying stories- the ones she's heard so many times she could practically tell them to herself. God, she missed his voice- and his comforting way of annoying her! She missed everything about her home. The breeze picked up again, picking up some new leaves in it's wake and she jumped after them- batting them with her paws as if she was an over-sized pup. A squeal of excitement left her- that was suddenly replaced by a shriek of fear as she felt her paw snag on something hard- and she flew through the air.  Remy landed with a T H U M P on the ground. The wind was knocked out of her, and the world spun. She couldn't talk easily and- did she see stars? But it was daylight? What were those moving lights?! "Ouch!" She groaned, where she lay. That hurt- a lot.  "Burn Baby Burn"

Mingan happened to come across a beautiful valley. He was not sure what this place was called, but he smiled and lied down onto the land that he happened to come across. The sounds of bellowing from deer and the chirping of fox kits reverberated throughout his ears. Spring was here, and the thought of it made him so happy that he just could not contain himself. He stood up and walked over to a stream that was close by, his red and green dual colored optics looked over at the stream and watched the fish that swam through the stream from where he was looking at. He yawned and closed his eyes, trying to think of somewhere he could possibly rest, but he paid no mind and continued to explore the different shrubs and trees that grew in this place.