Kaimid was pulled out of his musing over the adaptability of winter lichen by a loud noise. Looking down, he noticed something was missing… what was it? Where is the squirrel-sentient? Sebastian. Where did he run off to? Glancing around, he noticed some tracks leading into the distance, but Furball was nowhere to be seen either. No. Nevermind. She came dashing up, weaving in between Kaimid’s legs and trying to get his attention. Could she know where the Sebastian went? Calculating. Calculating........ Probable. Decided, Kaimid returned to the cottage and pushed the door open to announce, “Sebastian has disappeared. Furball indicates that she may know where he's gone. I have determined that--” Before he could even finish speaking, the others were rushing out past him.