That's the thing about tracking, you have to look. Whatever you see, whatever you find, that's worthwhile. You just have to get used to searching.

"How you know it's a rabbit," he says, and then moves one dirty finger to tap the shallow imprints in the snow. "It's crisp, so it's new. It's light, so it's not so heavy. Little rabbit came by here not long ago."

He looks over at Troi, checking her expression. Does she get it?