[@Zeroth]

With her body lacking in strength, vision blurred, and hearing dampened, Mei was left with no choice but to rely solely on her instincts to get her through the first few days of life. As much as she wanted to focus and figure out the intricacies of the predicament she had found herself in, thoughts of sleep, hunger, and anxiety continued to cycle through her head. What kept her sane throughout this initial ordeal were a soothing warmth and a pungent yet calming scent. As the days passed, Mei's senses began to sharpen, and soon she realized that what she repeatedly sought and fled to was - at least she assumes to be - her birth mother in this strange world. 

Whenever she could, Mei would follow and observe her mother; where she went, how she moved, and the way she hunted were things Mei wanted to pick up for herself. Those were the bare essentials if she needed to survive. But with each day, their gap in ability was always made apparent as Mei was always left behind.

Today though, was going to be different. Lifting her head, Mei turned to her nose to sniff out her mother's scent. Given all the time she had spent with her, Mei eventually grew accustomed to her odor. With her heightened sense of smell, this was certainly possible. 

As soon as she caught the scent, Mei began to search. Tracking her mother would be a challenge, but with the help of lingering strands of her pitch black fur, large prints and deformities left along the cavern walls and floor, and the occasional traces of excreta that she was somewhat familiar with, Mei knew that she'd be able to locate her.