[The martian ignores the demand for warning, not even acknowledging it as she descends into the trees on the opposite side of the thicket. She floats quietly, skillfully, through the trees, keeping an eye out for Sphere or Wolf or whatever that thing could have been. No feet on the ground means no noise or tracks for her to be followed by. That's what Conner was for. While he draws the attention with loud, destructive movements, she serves as the secretive one, gathering information discreetly.]
{I'm already in. There's nothing but destruction so far. It's a clear trail made by whatever it was. I'll keep looking for Sphere or Wolf.}
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{I'm already in. There's nothing but destruction so far. It's a clear trail made by whatever it was. I'll keep looking for Sphere or Wolf.}