“Leafy Trace,” said the unicorn; she preempted Bitterroot’s next question by pulling out her own neatly-folded certificate from an envelope in a pocket and displaying it to Bitterroot and Artemis. “Greatest tracker this side of Mount Aris,” Trace continued. “Special talent. I could follow an owl on the wing through a midnight blizzard while blindfolded.” She said it without a hint of boasting.