Mira's POV
I was, to put it mildly, terrible at tracking.
"You're supposed to follow the trail," Rowan said, for what felt like the fortieth time, though it had probably only been the fourth. "Not walk in a circle around it."
"I'm not walking in a circle."
"You've passed that same tree three times."
I looked at the tree in question. It did, admittedly, look familiar. "Maybe there are two identical trees."
"There are not two identical trees."
"You don't know that. You haven't inspected every tree in this forest personally."
"I have inspected enough of them to know that particular scar on the bark is unique."
I glared at the tree like it had personally betrayed me, which, given the morning I was having, felt entirely fair. We'd been out here for over an hour, following what Rowan in
