She wrinkled her nose at the suggestion. "Anything that hunts and eats people is probably dangerous." She paused. "You don't, right?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for a response, she took, following the trail of the creature as best she could. Even with the old trail, she was able to eventually follow it back to a huge deadfall of trees and brambles, lying in a mossy heap, a mountain in miniature left from a violent windstorm several seasons ago. She sniffed the air, as they approached. "I have no idea where it is, in there... somewhere? It could take hours of searching to find it. Or we might stumble across it almost immediately."