[A good question, and one she perhaps should have asked before taking the dog out on loan. She had worked with the tracking hounds in locating survivors some months back, but she hadn't given much thought to what it would take to track magic then, and being someone who is more physically oriented, it hadn't occurred to her to think of that now, either— foolish, perhaps.]

I do not know if she can track such things. I am only being certain that she can find people.

[She frowns a bit, her brow furrowed.]

It is... hard to say what is different? It is darker, somehow. Human and animal blood both dry darker than when it is first drawn, but there is something else about it.

[She lifts two fingers from the bloodstained sand to examine it more closely.]

I am being an excellent tracker, but my nose is still only human, unfortunately.