The climb up is not difficult, but there is some scrambling as she pulls herself up using roots and branches as handholds. Some of this ends up scraping over the tracks leading up, and when she reaches the top she looks around for a little bit before realizing that the tracks in the open have faded away by the restless wind of the plains. She searches for tracks in areas that might be protected or sheltered, but is not able to find any. The sun is getting low in the sky by the time she stops searching for signs in the area.