[Smoke- good, that was good, at least. She nodded, by all appearance ready to move.]
Very well, Badou Nails. I shall attend to you as soon as possible.
[Isengrim, for all that he had more of a boney skull for a face than actual flesh and blood, had never had trouble smelling out his food or tracking what Sieglinde needed, and smoke in the forest was a scent that would stand out. She's off once she hangs up, determined, never quite trusting of patients that assured her they were fine. Put the sun at her back and the river to her side, searching, fingers clasped tight in Isengrim's coat as the large canine moved, "nose" to the ground...
Until he raised his head and Sieglinde echoed the movement, casting about... There!]
Badou Nails?
[Called out, but she already confirmed it, beginning to scramble down off her familiar's back in a flurry of fabric, watching his figure and hoping to see movement or hear a voice, hoping he hadn't lapsed into unconsciousness.]
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Very well, Badou Nails. I shall attend to you as soon as possible.
[Isengrim, for all that he had more of a boney skull for a face than actual flesh and blood, had never had trouble smelling out his food or tracking what Sieglinde needed, and smoke in the forest was a scent that would stand out. She's off once she hangs up, determined, never quite trusting of patients that assured her they were fine. Put the sun at her back and the river to her side, searching, fingers clasped tight in Isengrim's coat as the large canine moved, "nose" to the ground...
Until he raised his head and Sieglinde echoed the movement, casting about... There!]
Badou Nails?
[Called out, but she already confirmed it, beginning to scramble down off her familiar's back in a flurry of fabric, watching his figure and hoping to see movement or hear a voice, hoping he hadn't lapsed into unconsciousness.]