Arro's enthusiasm was contagious, being as it had sucked Eccelisa into its joyful bliss. With a teasing smile upon her lips, she led the way out into a world of metal and false dawn. Breathing in the crisp morning air, her gaze found pieces of her rawhide cord sawed through as if cut. So Chorl had escaped, good-bye recent map. Oh well, Eccelisa's memory hadn't failed her, not yet anyways. So with her smile a bit more forced than before, she employed her long legs to doing what they did best: traveling.