Decision: B.) Investigate the ground.
Optional RP:
With Meehan's nerves already wound as tight as they felt they could go, he let the silence continue to permeate on the walk over for fear of making himself that much more anxious. Ears and nose twitched at the air in a small effort to gain any further information, but mostly to shake off a little more of that nervous energy before they got to the site. Meehan wasn't a fighter and he worried what sort of help he'd be if it came down to it, being more of a scholar by trade.
He stood still at the edges of the scene. He wasn't sure what he had expected, but it was obvious it had been quite the struggle. As a paw inched to the dirt, he instinctively pulled it back to his chest before he could mar any clues. With a frown, the pastel pon ran through the best course of action to take as the others neared the caravan itself. At the scene of the struggle, perhaps it could be found who might have caused this debacle to happen, but the ground seemed the best place to find out where to head to next. Careful of the prints and drag marks, he took note of Spinel doing the same and investigated opposite to her. Divide and conquer, these porri would be found!
