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The next few hours passed by like a speeding train. You spent so long trying to train Mary to understand how to sniff things that, when it finally clicked, you pumped your fist in the air and shouted victory. She seemed to understand the concept of smelling, as well as tying that to a motion or command, but it took significantly longer for her to understand someone <span class="mu-i">asking her</span> to smell something for them. It took almost as long to get her to learn how to follow the trail of a specific scent. Sheep really had no sort of need for this kind of tracking ability, so it made sense... you were just grateful that Mary had the capability to learn it whatsoever, especially on such a short notice.
When she finally did understand, however, you were on a trail almost immediately. The little sheep had her nose to the ground, shoe still in her mouth, tracing its origin directly to the forest across from the entrance to the creek (and, past it, Cora's house).
Your funny friend paused right before the forest's entrance, beckoning for you to come, but you knew that place was already rather dangerous <span class="mu-i">without</span> these strange creatures residing within it. And given that they'd been seen as far away as Tombstone Mountain... maybe it was better to take precautions?
>Sure, maybe it was, but rescuing a child was more important. Mary is protection enough-- everything else can wait.
>You weren't going to risk getting just as lost as Rosetta seemed to be. Better you return to town and get some supplies first.
