Well she kept hearing the stories. They whispered through the swamps, towards her space in the swamp. The moons had come and gone since that night, but she had things to finish before going to look at these tall things. With a final look at the area, Never Give Up took her first steps towards the Obelisk. The Kit she still had to name by her side, the totoma doe mused about what could have brought it to the area. "It is time to find what these stories are about. And maybe we will find others to talk about it with." Her strides careful, mindful of where she might be heading and the friend that followed along side.