[A small glance back over her shoulder. Grainne notes Rider still calls them Masters; isn't their war over? She'd gotten used to the idea of relaxing such distinctions after all was said and done. Or perhaps she's just lucky hers had been more of a new age type.

Focusing back on finding any kind of trail for these poor beasts, Grainne uses it to cover up how nervous she really is.

For a Caster she's actually rather good at tracking through the forest.]

Who were the Masters of the Fifth? The usual three families?