Inspection.

[ The high voice is firm, though Gwendolyn waits until she is closer to allow it to carry without fear of reprisal from an unseen enemy. Her frown

She only halts once she's crossed the unseen border line, carefully obscuring herself between the trees and shrubs before continuing: ]

Three of the routes being considered in case of retreat needed scouting.

One is utterly unsuited for children; the path is too open. It would leave us overexposed, and we have too many to risk amongst our company.