This was frustrating, she couldn't navigate her way out of a paper bag at this rate. She got this weird feeling but that was it, nothing more and nothing less and she wasn't equipped to really find out anything more beyond where simple human curiosity would be able to take her. This would be a good time for one of those fancy communicators that one wore on the wrist she could get a hold of one of those girls who could stop this. Isolde was no detective, even with all of her smarts, she couldn't track a dog, much less birds. All of this running was doing nothing more than simulating how a chicken would react when its head was cut off and that was no good, that was the last thing she wanted to act out.
"Kyuubey, where are you when someone needs you?!" It was a long shot but the furball might be able to point her in the right direction at least. One of the last things she wanted was to rely on it but there was little choice now. As dangerous as it was, Isolde wanted to see another Witch, almost like a curious cat that put itself in harm's way for the sake of doing it. Maybe she should just go home and ride things out, and let the funnily-clad girls handle things as they had the powers to. No point in agonizing over something she couldn't do, even with all of her resources.
Sig courtesy of my little sis Noel