Chapter Ten
“They were here,” Trisha said, kneeling next to the hole.
Creon nodded, looking down at the familiar entrance in the ground. “Spring,” he said before he drew in a deep breath and looked into the forest.
“It is too dark to follow their trail tonight,” Kelan said. “Even with our eyesight.”
“I don’t care,” Vox replied. “I can shift and sniff them out.”
“We take too great a chance of either missing their tracks or ruining them and not being able to find them at all,” Trisha said. “The air is heavy with the scent of rain. Not even your cat can find them right now.”
“But the rain could wash away any tracks they might have left behind,” Ha’ven said, thinking of how small Alice was compared to the other creatures of the forest.
“Yes, but not the other evidence that will be left
