You can tell she's around by her wet footprints.

If we look around, we might even find some wet footprints.

I could see the dark wet footprints Jack had left on the boards.

Without the shoes he walked around the cell, trying to think, his bare feet leaving wet footprints on the rock floor.

Now we were leaving wet footprints on a dove-grey carpet.

His eyes traced the wet footprints down the hall.

He will supposedly disappear, leaving behind a trail of wet footprints.

He looked down and saw that she had left wet footprints on the sidewalk.

And there, on the stone floor, she saw her own wet footprints, going into the cell.

At once she was dry, leaving not even wet footprints on the bath mat.