Cassie wandered towards the outskirts of the site, drawn there by a strange noise that she'd heard. She couldn't see anything as she approached, but she bent down to inspect the ground. There were faint animal prints which appeared to head off into the distance, but given how faded they were, she suspected that they were old. More than likely they had been made by some animal fleeing to find shelter from what was to come.

She put a hand down near them as she inspected the prints. They looked almost like they had been made by something with hooves and were fairly small. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of animal might have made them. Cassie surveyed the ground, looking for other clues that might tell her more of the wildlife that roamed this planet. There were more animal tracks, some which looked similar to those that she'd already found, but others that didn't.

Hearing noise back at the site, Cassie turned and bit her lip. As much as she'd have liked to focus more on what she was currently doing, she was here for a reason and she wouldn't let the others down. Standing again, she made her way back to the site where she'd left her tools.

(OOC: Again, if this is awful, then please let me know so that I can fix it. And please feel free to bother Cassie wherever. She's taking the long way back to her tools. :P Thank you!)