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She paused when they seemed to be getting nowhere, having lost even the faint traces of the scent she'd found. She glanced through the trees carefully a moment as the bird spoke, thinking a moment before offering a suggestion. "maybe you could fly above the trees, and see if it's anywhere nearby?"  It seemed a good plan in theory, and the stag should be visible with the lack of leaves and vegetation, allowing the bird's sight to be clear. She glanced at the wren curiously, tail wagging a little harder when she noticed the imitation.