Pale pink eyes studied the foggy swamp on this chilly autumn morning. She knew what she had come here for; she'd heard that this was a good haunt for ascended individuals. Moving slowly, Passionate One was more than conscious of her growing belly and the difficulties it would cause. The wet leaves beneath her hooves had yet to dry, and the lack of crunching when she walked on them was a relief. It was as if everything irritated her lately. Just now, though, it was the utter silence. Frustrated with her lack of immediate findings, she called out. "Hello? Anyone here?" There was no way she was going to spend all day in this stupid marsh. It was too difficult for her to walk through right now.