"I wonder what everyone else is doing at the Caverns." Squeak said to himself. He hadn't gone to far from the camp, but walking around was quite boring to such a young child. He needed something to do, something to occupy him. Just then a Wispwing fluttered by him. Intrigued, he followed it a ways, and at the last minute, tried to jump for it. But his small legs weren't able to get him up there, and it flew off. "Drat!" he said unhappily. Noticing how far he had gotten from the camp, Squeak began to follow his trail back.