Grass and hay, both of which were within a few hundreds yards of where they currently stood. Tao's infectious enthusiasm mirrored her own, and her eyes shone with a lively gleam as he took the lead, his strides marked by a determination to decode the mystery of the porlocks. A mischievous glint danced within her gaze as Tao's hand found hers once more, their fingers entwining. The gentle pull of his grasp pulling her along, just as she had done with him.

Grass cradled their steps, and Honoria's senses heightened with every rustle. Amidst the rustling blades of grass, Honoria's keen eyes danced with a mix of excitement and determination. Her gaze swept over the landscape, hunting for any subtle sign that might betray the presence of the elusive porlocks.

I don't remeber!' she said, rather suddenly, turning towards him, 'Do they live underground? Are we looking for burrows or tracks?' she giggled sheepishly.