Blair nodded, following him quickly, taking one last glance at Aell, who was still upside down. Her singing had ceased to a quiet hum, and she was holding a small flame in the palm of her hand.Take nodded, absorbing her words of the rough description of her niece. He looked towards the others, who were leaving them behind, “Come on let’s go” he told her, switching to a one hand grasp as he started to jog after them.
In a tree.
She groaned, keeping her mind to the task at hand. "Come on, Kit!" She called to the collie, who had her muzzle buried in a pile of leaves. "Laisse aller, Kit!" She let go of Take's hand, calling the dog in French, which instantly got her attention and she bolted towards Blair, tongue lolling. Sighing, Blair beckoned for her to follow, nearly immediately joining Takes side near the front, alert and listening, looking and smelling for anything off.