Ren walked a short distance from the clearing, stepping over thick roots and patches of damp moss. She kept her chin tilted up, shielding her eyes from the bright morning sun as she scanned the dense, sprawling canopy above.
'Where is he?' Ren wondered.
She opened her mouth to yell his name, but quickly snapped it shut. Yelling for the Golden Eagle Prince in an open forest when there were literal bounty hunters actively looking to pluck his feathers was a terrible idea. Anyone could be hiding in these bushes, listening.
'System,' Ren started. 'Is Altair anywhere near here? Can you pin his location?'
[System: Scanning... The Golden Eagle Prince is not currently in the immediate area. His coordinates are out of my local sensory range.]
