Riptide

Shaking her head automatically in response to the question even before she looked at the fiery woman who'd returned with empty paws, Cael huffed and frowned at the lack of tracks in the mud. Stupid swine. Where could they have gone? Surely they'd stay near the water though where they could mess around in the mud. Pigs liked mud, right?

Asharya apparently read her mind. "Yeah, guess that's the best option. Not having any luck here." Striking off, she lead the way alongside the rushing water towards hopefully.... what was the mud equivalent of greener pastures? Muddier mud pits? Something like that, Cael knew what she meant. The river that flowed out from the falls changed as she followed it, sometimes frothing and becoming more like the rapids back home and other times widening and slowing down a bit. It took some time to find a good muddy spot.

Once she finally found a large, muddy spot beside a slow section of river Cael set to work looking for tracks and sniffing for any piggy scents. There was... a very faint scent. Glancing at Asharya, Caelestis frowned. "Should we keep walking? I don't know if there's anything here. This is lame."