Poppy & Kusaka
Kusaka
Poppy, you ever tracked a mountain lion by its paw prints? The pattern in the furthest trails tells me where it comes from.
Poppy
You bet I have. Those big, oddly shaped paw prints are like breadcrumbs left by a giant. I follow the rhythm, the stride, and the weight. Once I read them, the trail reveals where it’s headed and who’s in the lead. It’s not just luck—it's hard work and a stubborn eye that never lets the creature slip away.
Kusaka
Nice work, but even the best eye can miss a subtle break in the track. Keep an eye on the trail’s end—there’s usually a hint where the animal’s head will reveal itself. And remember, the wind can blur the prints, so cross-check with the scent line.
Poppy
Good call—those small gaps are the best clues. I’ll keep a sharp eye on the end and sniff out the trail. Nothing beats a steady hand and a keen eye when the wind’s messing with the prints.
Kusaka
Just keep that steady hand. If the wind’s a troublemaker, let the scent guide you. The trail’s quiet, but it tells everything if you’re patient.
Poppy
Got it—steady hand, patient eye, and a nose that never quits. The trail’s whispering, and I’m listening.