Sandra sighed, shaking her head and continuing to walk as she searched for tracks.  She didn't try to bother arguing further with Ophelia; if the girl had any actual ideas, or was willing to do something, she would have said so.  People who constantly whined about conditions rather than actually being willing to fight and do their best to better a situation were usually the first to die, but it explained why her own mother had done so much to make sure that Sandra had never been pampered.<br/><br/>"It disturbs me that you feel we need a leader," Sandra said.  "I've had some pretty bad experiences with them; people who figure that being born of Zeus, Osiris or Odin means that they're naturally the best ones to boss everyone around.  Anyone else want us to go that route?"  She kept her eyes down, perpetually watching for some sort of marking or sign to allow her expert tracking skills to come into play.