Andrea would be still hanging around, the curiosity of why there were no longer any tracks left to follow had her stumped at first, still holding in her hand one of her hair adornments, a sharp dagger like piece of bone, in her mind she started thinking of ideas, checking every footprint in case they had jumped some distance, looking around the area close by, nothing. Coming back, Andrea began to looking for holes or even slanted areas, but again nothing, leaving her one choice, looking up into the trees, unsure which tree to look up, began to walk towards the tree closest to the footprints, then without warning would kick out at it with her full strength, causing the tree to shake somewhat, then listening for any signs of metal, or small screams or murmurs. If she would hear nothing, she would move to the next closest tree.