“Lost Trail” Just in case you didn’t catch it the first time, Fip will not be tasting any dirt at any time while tracking. Under any circumstance.

Be careful out there.

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Panel 1
An overhead of many footprints, shoe-d and shoe-less, overlay one another in the flattened dirt. There are also a couple of hoof prints in the jumble.
Fip, off-screen: "<I... lost the trail.>

Panel 2
The scene shifts to Fip, hand pushing up the feathered cap in exasperation as the little archer - still disguised as a gnome - looks down to the jumble of tracks. The bottom of Puccini's robe can be seen to the right. NIght is closing in on the group.
Fip: "<The tracks are fresh but...>"
Puccini, off-screen: "It's fine"

Panel 3
The view pans up and centers on a serious-looking Puccini as the wizard tugs on one of the tips of his mustache.
Puccini: "It is quite clear that there is but one course of action."

Panel 4
The scene shifts back to Fip, now a bit perturbed and side-glancing in Puccini's general direction.
Fip: "<I am not eating dirt!>"
Puccini, off-screen: "That's not what I meant."