Soon, the group entered the rainforest. The air became hot and humid, and the sounds of Rahi buzzing and chirping filled the Matorans' ears. Coral led the group through a well worn path marked by round, moss covered stones. They traveled in this fashion for most of the day. Only when the moon came up, brightly shining in the sky, did Coral stop. "We should rest here. Everybody, gather up some leaves. There's a clearing over off to the side of the path that should fit all of us."
She walked off into the bushes to gather some large leaves, leave-ing (sorry I had to) the others to do the same.