Heron grumbled to himself as he walked through the woods. He didn't know why he specifically had to go and look for these specific berries in this forest. All he knew was that Ares said that they were important. Though he wondered why Ares couldn't get them himself.

As he thought about it, he grew a bit pissed off as he realized this was probably just a ploy to get him out of Olympus for whatever reason. Ares had never liked Heron, it seemed like something Ares would do to Heron.

When he was just about to leave and head back, he heard something that immediately made him freeze for a moment.

A babies cry.

Quickly, Heron looked around, trying to locate the little one. He followed the sound until he found a blanket covering something. Kneeling down, he carefully removed the blanket to see a baby in a basket. The baby was wrapped up in a blanket.

Heron wondered why this baby was abandoned. He looked around to see if someone was around but no one was. Looking back at the baby, he reached down and carefully picked it up to cradle it.