The Golden Crow had burrowed into a mud hole last night and hadn't come out since. It exuded a feeling of joy through its spiritual link with Flora Bloom, so she paid it no mind.
The wolf cub had been doing nothing but eating and sleeping in the dimensional space. After waking up a short while ago, it had desperately wanted out. Once Flora Bloom released it, the cub vanished in a flash. Flora Bloom knew from their spiritual link that the wolf cub was safe, so she didn't give it a second thought.
The Phantasmite, Faye—a phantom projection formed from spiritual power within Flora Bloom's dimensional space—had gone quiet after falling asleep in the thatched hut.
