Fleur had followed the darkness for a while, feeling the damp against her skin and using her whiskers to navigate. She'd been hoping for another cavern lit by musical mushrooms, but this one was not.
Before her she could see.. stalagtites? Stalagmites? She stepped closer, now able to see but still not quite believing her eyes. These were cocoons?
Fearless Fleur touched her nose to one. It swung a little from her touch and caused a stir from behind it. A giant moth sat there, slowly pumping its' wings full of fluid so it could fly. It was huge! She observed it, watching it's huge body pulsing with life and wondering why it felt so familiar.
Her childhood friend on the surface, Support, had a moth! Fleur felt confident these moths weren't dangerous, just a bit bigger than Dunno. Dunno didn't have a mouth, but seemed to live fine. Dunno must have been a very fat caterpillar. Fleur hadn't seen Support in years.
Fleur looked around for caterpillars. Perhaps if she found a fat one she could have a moth friend too. Perhaps Dunno wanted a friend, could they make caterpillars if they had two moths? Could Fleur use a moth to find Dunno and therefore Support? Fleur trotted carefully through the ranks of moths, doing her best not to disturb the cocoons too much, searching for a big fat caterpillar.
Surely Support would be happy to see an old friend.