Donna doesn't particularly want to go out, but it's for the greater good. And so, off she goes to meet up with Mako, trailing mossy slime behind her. It's not a very nice track, but at least it's only leading out toward the river. Maybe it would even stop if she doused herself.

It's not long before the mare reaches the river and trots along it, keeping an eye out for Mako and wherever she might be.