[ Relief rushes through her and she lets her hand drop from Red's shoulder as the woman stands, her own gaze fixed on the monstruous dog-like creature that seems to be waiting for an order or...for them to follow?

There's your Grim for you. Omens of death or simply good trackers of it.

Hermione presses her lips together, then looks to Red. ] I was...going to try. I was going to try to find where it is that this rumoured beautiful lady is hiding in the forest, exactly, but maybe that's a bad idea to do on my own without a plan, right?