Lyra POV

"Whereabouts did they get stuck?" Lyra asks, pulling the map out of her bag.

Andreas stabs at a point on it which is a reasonable distance away from them, and she sighs.

"It'll be faster to go in wolf form, won't it?" She asks softly, glancing at the two girls behind her who are sitting silently and watching the two speak.

"Much faster," he responds quietly, "we need to get going. The others couldn't get him out."

With an agitated sigh, Lyra walks behind a tree and shifts into her black wolf after stripping off quickly.

She emerges and hears Andreas telling the two girls to wait there...