User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-27161581-20160124044226

Inari sniffs the ground, inahling, making sure they are on the correct path.

Inari: "Yes it is. Honestly I have no idea how yaks live with each other, they make ponies seem clean by comparison. Anyway what we are looking for is a cave or tunnel about half way up the mountain, I suspect the yaks will have their main encampment nearby that point. Unless our friend sleeps and eats in that cave, away from the safety of his minions, I should be able to pick out his scent when we reach their encampment."

Inari squints, tyring to make out smoke or a fire on the side of the mountain.

Inari: "Without magic, I feel blind, deaf, and vulnerable as a kit, I can hardly imagine how you must be feeling, being grounded and all."