It is hard to follow the hound's trail, since clues like excretions and hair you would normally look for are missing. A creature made of plant matter is almost invisible in a forest, but you are experts at tracking in difficult terrain. When you catch up with it again, it is lying in a sunny spot on a warm rock.

You approach with caution. The hound raises its head and looks at you, its nose twitching as it picks up your strange scent. It moves to get to its feet, but one of its front legs buckles and it sits down on its hind legs again, holding one of its strange wooden paws slightly above the ground. You can see now that the wood on this leg is splintered and broken.