Your exploration of the warmward meadow and the strange scent takes you into a vast region of rising hills, lightly furred with brown heather and scaled with grey boulders. Air dances more freely here than among the Trees, and many Tiny Beings flit to and fro. You have been exploring for less than half a Sun when the chirping songs of the beings hidden in the grass suddenly stop and a massive shadow falls over you. Something huge and winged circles above: an adult Kin!