[Given that she is the one who had the vision, her word is the best they have, just at the moment. Which is, admittedly, rather less than he would like to have to go on, but he cannot force further visions. Nor is his ability to see aether anything that could be called useful, and so, he has simply resigned himself to making do with what they have.
Still, he turns from his own search at the sound of her voice, looking up... and then following her gaze to the patch of fur she's spotted.]
Yes. And here; the branches are broken. [He indicates a small tree near to the patch of lost fur.] Something must have come through in a hurry.
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Still, he turns from his own search at the sound of her voice, looking up... and then following her gaze to the patch of fur she's spotted.]
Yes. And here; the branches are broken. [He indicates a small tree near to the patch of lost fur.] Something must have come through in a hurry.