I knew what she'd been up to. After locking the chickens in the pen, it was time to let out the hunting dogs.
Intrepid hound #1 didn't quite catch the idea of coursing through the undergrowth.
After the Mistress of Hounds (I've been reading English novels) cries, "Find it!" fearless hound #2 goes on the alert, listening for the faintest rustle in the wild wood.
Possibly in here.
A little deeper.
Boldly breaching the bushes with no thought of menacing wild boars.
The great hunter finds and consumes his prey. And totally blocks the camera.
The author hides one egg in plain sight for Alanis but has to remove it before Miro gets it. Most epic quests end with having to pick up the toys and put them away.