The trip had taken her quite some time, but it was rather relaxing compared to the chaos that had rather engulfed Skyclan as of late. The ewe simply couldn't deal with so much violence and illness without being able to help - it reminded her far too much of being a little lamb again. Though, being able to take her time and graze as she pleased on the way to the ally was as carefree as being a child again, but it as a much nicer comparison.
Daisycoral didn't know if this place she had stumbled upon was indeed the Westeros, but it didn't smell like Skyclan or the unclaimed land around it. Only one way to find out, the sheep thought to herself. "Hello? Might this be the Westeros? I'm Daisycoral from Skyclan."

