Firefly Glen I close my eyes and you lead the way

@Miriam, other tag for ref (for now? Call her in later?)

Mal and @Simmik were on the way home from whatever had happened at Moonspear and had split up to do a little bit of hunting, or rather the tracking part of that whole hunting business -- they were only a shout apart, so if anything happened, the other would likely know. If one found something, then just a quick call and they could work together.

Right now, though, he was totally striking out. The trails he was finding were old and muddled by the melting snow. But still he kept looking. There had to be something out here, and no matter what had been said, he'd hunt wherever he wished if it was necessary. As far as he was concerned, perhaps it was. So Mal kept snooping about. There had to be something around. Maybe Simmik was having more luck. At least they weren't far from home if they struck out.