Daine and Coromotto have been wandering for some time through the assorted scenery. Her dæmon can't see anything, and neither can she, despite the assorted eyes she'd tried on. At a loss, she'd finally taken bat shape and settled herself between Coromotto's ears. She can direct him easily enough from there.

It isn't until they get near a complicated jumble of structures that both their ears pick up someone moving around, and hushed voices.

"Hullo?" Coromotto tries as Daine swivels her ears towards the others. After a few squeaks, she realizes she recognizes this one. Not many two-leggers have horns sprouting out of their heads.

Asmodia! she calls out. It's Daine. After a beat, she adds, Hang on, we'll come to you. We can... sort of make our way. Bear left a little, she adds to her wolf, guiding him around a swingset and some sort of climbing thing until they're within a few feet of Asmodia and her bird. Are you okay?