Jacob was momentarily surprised by the presence of this footprint, and he could tell it wasn't old but had been recently formed because the edges still clung together, undisturbed by the desert wind or heat, confirming it had been made no more than a few hours ago.
'Someone had walked through this path recently…' His gaze sharpened, 'This mark is human-sized and there are no drag marks—meaning whoever it was, they weren't injured or exhausted. Since I'm in the domain of Faery Humans and humans, it isn't out of the ordinary…'
Jacob stood, his windbreaker rustling against the shimmering wind.
"A traveler… or a fool," He muttered before he stopped paying attention to it as he reached the most straightforward conclusion behind it.
