The night was peaceful as the Eight Dwarves, Maleficent, Eric and Loki soon retired for the night. The Morning that followed was still a peaceful one as Loki was awake before anyone else surprisingly. He felt fully rested and much better. He undid his cloak for a moment to check his wounds. He felt no pain, and from all that he could gather by taking off his bandages, the wounds on his back were healed too. He felt relief and joy that he no longer had the marks to prove his imprisonment. No scars either, and he expected to have scars. Putting his cloak back on and throwing the bandages into the firepit to burn with what coals were left that were still hot, Loki then heard something he never heard before. It didn't sound dangerous. But like it was calling out to him. Unsure of what that was, Loki decided to investigate. He tread through the forest as he then saw the two fairies that he saw yesterday. But more of them had shown themselves. Loki noticed them conversating and smiled. Like knew what they were talking about, the raven haired fae had looked to his left before heading off again. 

One of the Dwarves Gort, had noticed Loki walking off and had waken up basically the whole party. Even the huntsman. Gus had shaken Maleficent to wake her. "Somethings going on." He said when she was awake and pointed to he wondering Loki. The eight then followed behind him to see where Loki was going. They followed him to a lake that had a tree in the middle as well as large and yet beautiful white stag that stood proudly before everything around it. Loki walked slowly as he looked at the Stag in wonder and awe. He thought he saw this Stag somewhere but even not it was still a gorgeous animal. The dwarves stopped when they reached the edge of the clearing. "No, no, no! No one's ever seen this before." Beith says as he stops anyone from moving from this spot.