The following morning, Luna awoke. The sun shone down, warming her skin. She sat up, glancing around and remembering the previous night. "Skye?" she called, noting that he was surprisingly absent from view. "Skye?" she called again, louder this time. She yawned and stood up, stretching in the morning air. "Skkyyyee!" she called out, a little louder still. There came no answer, just the chirping of birds and the rustle of leaves. Drat. she thought. She looked 'round again, this time trying to get her bearings. Even though she may not have realized at the time, she had been lost even before she met Skye. He had led her deeper into the forest without her completely realizing it, and now she was especially lost. Everything had looked different at night, what little that could be seen, that is. She sat down again, trying to figure out which way to go, when she rememberedâ€â€Âthe sun! It always rose in front of the castle, and set behind it...so all she had to do was figuring on the direction of the sun and head east. She stood up once again, and then thought that perhaps Skye would be back...it wouldn't be very polite of her to leave...but Celestia was probably so worried. Luna laid down on her front hooves again, closing her eyes and trying to figuring out what to do.