Dreamt I was trying to track one bird by its voice

I'm in the dream standing on a snow slope at that blue hour before sunrise, and I have to find one specific bird among hundreds by its song alone. Every chirp sounds like it could be the one, and I keep walking toward the wrong sound, sinking deeper into the snow, half-panicked but also certain I'll recognize it when I finally hear it. I woke up before I ever found it, which honestly feels like most of my avalanche work — listening hard for one signal buried under all the noise.