[Dave]

Blaze faltered.
"Yeah, about that ... well, I as I told you before, I haven't much idea where to start searching. As for what I do know, she's living in this city somewhere. I don't know much about what she does for a living - if anything - but I'm sure if we ask around, someone could tell us. I mean, if there was a tiger-human hybrid working in town somewhere, don't you think someone would know it?"
And suddenly, from behind them: "Hey! You! Get back to the train before the boss finds out you've left!"
Blaze wasn't sure this was directed at him, but turned towards the voice anyway. It belonged to a small, bald man with a comically large moustache and large eyes. He wore a circus-leader's type uniform, and held a cane with a diamond tip.
But Blaze saw the man was rushing over to Charger. "Yes, you! I don't know how you got away, but Fisher isn't going to be happy when he hears about this. So let's go, Streak."
Blaze snarled - a behavior very uncommon for him. "You're mistaken, Tiny. Take a ...." Then Blaze realized that the man had mistaken Charger for their sister.
"Charger, I think this guy knows where to find Streak."

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Roland nodded and continued on. The signs were becoming more and more apparent. He nearly stepped in a fresh pile of scat that could only belong to a horse. More branches were twisted out of the way as the forest grew denser. All these trees suggested to Roland that there was a water source nearby.
And sure enough, within a few minutes, he heard the telltale sounds of a running river.
"With any luck, we'll see your horse has stopped at the river for a drink."