By now the smell of rabbit had all but disappeared. It wasn't as strong as it was before and only faint traces of it could be detected by her nose. Still, Gale was determined. That and hungry. As the minutes passed by the scent got stronger and stronger, and her mouth began to salivate. "It seems to be coming from over there." she said to herself. She could now see the shapes of some creatures, but was too far away to make them out.<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile Glaive and Arc had been following Gale's trail. She always left scratch marks on the trunks of trees so she would be able to find her way back. Though Arc had warned her that doing so also made it easier for enemies to find her.<br/>"She still doesn't listen, does she?" Glaive said.<br/>"Apparently not." said Arc.<br/>"I mean it's not like it's the first time we've been into these woods. You would think she would make a mental note of some landmark or something. I mean it's not that difficult."<br/>"Well, as you pointed out earlier Glaive. Not everyone is like you." Arc retorted. He then stopped when he noticed that the markings had stopped. "Yeah, she got distracted alright. She stopped leaving a trail. Now we have to track her the old fashioned way."