Fire would sigh as Bitsa pointed out that little complication of not having anything to really mark the map with.   Paws too huge to grip a pen.   But the gaping of his beak showed it was all in good humour, and at the question Fire began to fish about in his pouch.  "Aye, Tamara, this is certainly going to test my own skills to the limit.  Probably to a degree even I do not realize yet," he replied until he found what he was looking for, and drew out the note-book.  "I wrote down everything I could.   Point form, but I think I have the path fairly well down.   Combined with the map, I think I can manage a vague route.  And thank you, Tamara for all this.  I am sure I will be making a sheer mess of the maps by the end of the trip..." Fire smiled to her, bobbing his head in something of a bow of appreciation.