Trish had ran along side Feris and Drake on two legs but veers away on all fours faster than greased lightning. Going through the thickest of the trees she makes her way to her intended destination: the big oak tree they'd visited before the insect tribe.<br/>"There it is," Trish thinks to herself when the gigantic tree is in sight. With a leap she lands on the trunk and latches onto the bark. Not wanting to have an unfair advantage over Milo, she only climbs to the first branch about 150 feet above the ground and hides among the mattress sized leaves.<br/><br/>"I'll be hidden from his eyes, but it's Milo's nose I'm worried about..." Trish says under her breath and takes a deep smell of the air, the cent of her floral perfume very prevalent. "I shouldn't have used so much," Trish thinks to herself. Unable to remove the sweet smell, she decides to be extra diligent and keep her ears open...<br/><br/>Trish hears Milo's voice, it's not far away and from the sound of it, he's caught someone.<br/>"I wonder who's first?" she wonders aloud and sits down on the branch, keeping her eyes and ears focused in the direction of Milo's voice