Firefly Glen and set the fields on fire

Of course she is, The silvered woman would murmur in reply, her tone confident and sure. They would find Mira; even if she had to traverse all over Tartarus' half acre, she would make sure that the girl was recovered. Nudging Dirge's shoulder with a gentle press of her nose, Keres attempted reassurance. Even if the gesture provided little comfort, it was still a gesture of solidarity. She was here, now, and they would weather this new storm together.

Again, the female wondered if the gods had something against this region, to provide such misfortune so soon after the last.

Peeling away a bit, Keres sniffed at the borders, pausing here and there to process each scent as they went, searching the glen for any sort of clue as to where the child could be.