She sees the filly, but she doesn't make herself known from her hiding spot among the trees. At first she had been excited to see another foal, but there was something about this one that was unsettling. The way she chases the creatures of the forest like she was mocking them instead of playing with them. It was not right.

The yearlings heart sinks when she thinks the spotted filly made eye contact with her. Thankfully she had looked past her to a deer who quickly turns and runs. Boudicca runs herself, to the left and away from the spotted filly now running towards her last known location.

She scurries behind a tree breathing deeply to avoid being seen, but she can hear hoof steps close by. Maybe the filly had seen her this time. Fate was one her side as the girl's mother seems to call her back. She can hear the filly grumble, obvious close, as she turns and dashes back to the beach and towards the place her mother stands with Baba Yaga.

Boudicca watches curiously as the new arrivals leave the same way they just arrived.