Liz was relieved when her master said they were leaving. She nodded. She didn't point out that the storm outside was most likely raging outside. She was sure that he knew that. Still she would rather be out in the storm than here. The smell of death bothered her in ways she couldn't explain. It wasn't the first time that she had smelled it. But that didn't make it any easier for her to deal with. 

[color=ec008c]"Hopefully they don't have much of a lead anymore."[/color] She hoped that they could pick up the trail. But she knew that would destroy whatever clues that the attackers might have left. She couldn't help him with that. She knew nothing about tracking. Really all she was good for was helping him get into places that he couldn't go alone. She hoped that they little bit would be enough to make a difference in getting his children back.