Natasha looked up at the bodies in the trees and shook her head, muttering something under breath and started a circuit around the outer edge of the tree's coverage, looking for anything unusual, or something that should be there and isn't.<br/><br/>With the circuit completed, she looked up at the tree, "Anyone have a bucket, pot or plate?" she returned to scanning the ground as she moved closer to the trees, "I want to get a closer look at those thorns, maybe a bit of bark or pulp."