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More time had passed. Had anyone found anything yet? Gold could only wonder. Her search was beginning to lead her further away from everyone. Perhaps she should double back? She wasn’t sure. She sniffed around a few times, before heading back to see if she missed anything, and to see if anyone was following her.

As she neared the group once more she heard Twillie call out that they had perhaps found something. Gold moved closer to see. It was in fact a clue! A tuft of fur with a little dried blood on it. “Nice job,”she commented to Twillie. “It looks like searching around this area might be a good idea.” She continued to look over the log and surrounding shore.

With so many Wolves milling about hunting for clues, though it seemed that someone had found something? Stepping over closer to the lake, Beowulf glanced at the coarse black fur. It certainly looked like it was the same fur that had been presented earlier. Though he hadn't really gotten the greatest look at it nor what it felt/smelt like. These of course were in the water so whatever scent might have been upon them might have 'floated' away as it were. Or just smelt wet.

Frowning slightly, Beowulf backed away. An ear falling back slightly as if in thought, there had to be more here. Just had to keep looking. He had to make this seem like a game to himself... In some means, the air was thick with tension, the others seemed on edge...

The area she was in didn't seem to have any clues, so Hel moved on to another. Hopefully someone would pick up a new scent or at least some sort of hint as to where the killer might have been headed. Had they swum across the lake? Were they hiding in the murky edges somewhere?

Scratching at an ear, it seemed that everyone was once more on the hunt for more clues. Following the edge of the lake. Beowulf was on the look out for anything that was out of the ordinary. If he were to find something he would be sure to sing out about it. It was what everyone else would do... Right? If there was fur back there, he was sure that perhaps there was more long the shore. Or... He was just fooling himself...

Hel thought she saw some tracks in the mud near the edge of the water so she hopped down to get a better look, but ended up getting a little stuck. It felt like her paws were sucked right into the earth! She struggled for a little before freeing herself, washing her paws in the water so the mud didn't dry in her fur.

After that whole debacle, Hel moved to a different spot to try to sniff out a new clue. No one else had raised their voice yet, so so far there was no trail to follow. Darn!

Einarr eventually left the water's edge to search elsewhere. He wasn't having any luck there, but maybe he could have a better time of things a short pace away. He wondered if Silke was having any better luck than he was.