Lost Creek Hollow to be calm, when you've found something going on

She was content to lay and to wallow for a bit, but there was a jolt of motion as the gold of the girl's face streaked alongside Ibis and in to the woods. Startled by the sudden movement, Ibis sat up and then rose to her feet, cocking her head a bit in confusion as she tried to determine where the child had gone off to. A part of her wondered if maybe one of their parents had been nearby and garnered their attention - and so Ibis backtracked a few feet, looking around as if she were playing hide-and-seek until she spotted the obscured figures of adults nearer to the den. They seemed preoccupied, and there was no creamsicle child among them.

With a huff Ibis turned around and began to investigate the trail the girl had left. She wasn't the best tracker nor did she have any natural sense of direction, but neither would the child - and moreso, Sionnach wasn't stealthy. Her trail was apparent even to the inexperienced scout, so Ibis made sure to follow the route left behind and trailed cautiously through the densely packed Hollow, curious of what she might find.