Naomi looked, and saw the gathering starting to head out. She grabbed Steven's hand, and tugged him along.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Come on! Brollem's right, they're going!"</span><br/><br/>She waved with her free hand at the group in the distance. Whether or not Steven was coming along, she started jogging towards them.<br/><br/>By the time they reached the edge of the woods, Naomi's errant Farfetch'd, Loon, had joined the little procession.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>