Raven looked at the tree and its branches hanging above them, and shrugged her shoulders. It looked like a tree — that's all it was to her. If she was Monty with his knowledge of trees and all their different leaves and the meanings of them, she'd be more help.

It looked the same as it had back home. Raven felt a bubble of frustration begin to well within her; this wasn't her area of expertise, and she knew she needed it now more than ever if she was to discern whether she was within walking distance to Arkadia.

"I guess …" Pulling a leaf from its thin branch, she held something that was a little ruined in her hands. Her tug hadn't quite pulled it clean off, the wooden stem a little tougher than Raven Reyes. "It's a tree," she shrugged. "I lived near trees. Near Tondc and some other hole."