Dawnlark Plains all my dreams are in a width of languages my tongue can speak

She listened carefully to Dawn's instructions, and nodded her agreement. Good plan, she voiced. I'll go this way, she added, looking to Dawn to see if that was alright with her. If so, Aviana would head out in that direction. 

Whichever way she went, she huntress put her nose to the ground to see if she could pick up a scent on the birds. Her eyes scanned the area in front of and around her, looking for signs they had been here. While there were small hints here and there, Aviana did not find the group of birds. She wondered if Dawn was having any more luck, and kept her ears perked in case she called.