He acknowledges 47's response in silence as he immediately begins to follow the trail, looking down at the ground and seeing the footprints and an obvious sign of movement trailing against the dirt. He attunes his senses to other markers and sure enough, he does catch up to him, recognizing his figure standing dutifully against the lush woodland surroundings.

Roland's long strides close the distance between them. He simply nods.

"So, found our fledgling flock?" He jokes dryly, arms folded against his chest ready to take 47's lead.