"Yeah, at - some time - I have no idea how to tell what time given the little eternal night problem - we are all back together again in a part of the forest we haven't been yet."
"This information may not be as useful as it appears," says Streak. "One of those times when you look at the outcome before the plan is decided. I would have advocated for heading for the Elements as directly as we can; it seems Clarity would have advocated for finding Cordial first. Which choice would we have made?"
"I'm inclined to go ahead and follow your plan, since you'd be who I'd ask if I wanted to know how hard it would be to find her. The most obvious danger in the forest is wild animals and Cordial's better equipped to handle those alone than anybody else would be, and it could take hours if not days to find her."
"I mean, it sounds like we'll run into her if we do that, doesn't it? So let's."
Streak nods, assesses the group, determines that everyone is ready, and starts walking. She pays close attention to the footing, but not so close that she might miss other dangers.
"Our path is obstructed by a large, unhappy animal ahead," she observes, ears flicking, before the manticore has quite become visible.
"This would be a reaaaally good time for Cordy to show up but I don't see that plant she was standing near in my vision anywhere..."
"Yes," says Streak. And now she can see the identity of the creature in question. "Manticore," she says, for the benefit of anyone less able to see or interpret the silhouette.
The manticore is not rampaging; it's in pain. It is surprised by Guiding Star's approach - drops to three of its paws - and favors the fourth.
"Oh, you don't even want to eat anypony, do you?" says Guiding. "You're plenty good at finding food without ponies wandering in here. Okay - everypony close your eyes I have to do magic again -"
And she draws a thorn out of the manticore's paw.
The manticore licks her.
"Well - no, but I was pretty sure we would be okay or at least not out of reach of your spells, right? And ponies don't come in here too much, so - it probably doesn't eat ponies every day -" She is licked again. "So it was probably mad about something else. And it was."
Once Guiding has managed to extract herself from the grateful manticore they proceed!