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 Nova listened to the plan from her perch on the bench. She wasn’t too sure about what she could do to help, though she would try to the best of her ability. Placing a bookmark where she had left off, she placed her book in her bag, exchanging it for the glue and lighter. Tucking the two items into her pocket, she walked over to the group.

[color=6ecff6] “I can help with the tracking if that’s alright with you all. I can make flames, though they don’t seem to be very warm. They can help light up darker areas however, and if the smoke thing doesn’t work, I could try to send up a flare.”[/color]
 
 Turning towards the woods, Nova furrowed her brows. A faint smell seemed to be coming from the path they were supposed to take. Hoping it didn’t have anything to do with their path, she looked back towards the group.

 [color=6ecff6]“We ready to go now?”[/color]