Taka returned to their campsite of the night before to find the boy gone. "He thinks I left him, how could I be so stupid," Taka growled, throwing down the fish he had caught. "Tomoe!" He called, concern welling up in him and quickly turning to panic. He grabbed up his cloak and started circling outward from the camp.

"Tomoe! Where are you boy?" He yelled as he continued to search, hoping desperately that the boy was okay. "Please come back," he murmured sadly into the wind.