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<br/>​</div>Akena let her right hand rest on a tree trunk as they came to a stop, Nekro signaling for a pause. He had clearly noticed their target, or was sure enough of it's position to re-think the approach. The gauntlets slightly retracted from the center of her hand, letting her bare palm feel the rough bark of the tree. Partial armoring was something she had only recently figured out how to control, but it was...perhaps not so much useful, but cool. More flexibility was rarely a bad thing. Maybe she'd get it to work on her legs someday.<br/><br/>Through the grooves of the bark, she could feel slight vibrations. Maybe tremor-sense wasn't totally lost to her yet, though clearly Nekro could sense something as well. It felt on the larger side. Their prey? Nrkeo wanted to navigate through the branches rather than on-ground. Harder, but he probably felt like it'd be easier to sneak up on their prey. Akena almost opened her mouth to protest - going through the branches meant a larger chance of falling, they didn't know exactly where the enemy was, and navigating that way for too long would be tiring, meaning they'd just be worse off when they made contact - but then decided against it. He was more experienced, and Akena<i>had</i>placed Nekro in charge. Best to follow his lead. Nyx Astra covered her hands again, and Akena crouched and tensed, leaping upwards.<br/><br/>Nekro had managed to vault up and smoothly land on a branch. Akena didn't quite have his height, so instead her claws dug into the wood of the trunk, holding her there for a moment before she leapt again, landing on a branch closer to Nekro. She took one look at her shoes and realized they were not meant for tree climbing - mostly, they were meant for hiking and grounded movement. She quickly slipped them off and stuffed them into her pack. Her bare feet got a feel for the wood, and her slightly longer-than-human toes were able to grip it somewhat. It almost felt like old times. Akena took a long, silent breath, and her ears picked up what Nekro clearly had, and what she had felt earlier through the tree. Footsteps, heavy ones. Keeping her voice low, she radioed back to the team. "Possible contact. Moving closer. 100 meters south-southwest of last contact."<br/><br/>With that, she followed Nekro as best she could. Her agility wasn't at his level, but Akena could at least compensate with her own equipment and skillset. The gauntlet claws easily gripped the branches, ensuring she had easy purchase on the bark, and her bare feet could maneuver better than if in shoes. They'd be a bit scuffed up and dirty, but so be it. Only a few trees later, Nekro came to a stop, and so did she. The target was in sight, a bony spine attached to a large black mass, moving through the underbrush. The bushes around it were thick enough to obscure most of it's mass, but it was clearly their objective. Akena took an experimental whiff, shallow enough so the toxin would - hopefully - not affect her. No smell. No strange after affects either. Perhaps they weren't close enough, or maybe it was something the grimm could use at will, and didn't have on until it noticed an enemy.<br/><br/>She also realized why Nekro had kept her to his back and right. Now that the enemy was to their right, the formation of the duo meant both had equal distance and line of sight. Akena had to admit to his expertise and skill, Nekro was no dullard when it mattered. He just had to be given a challenge and the right task. Putting him in charge had been the absolute right decision. Keeping her voice low as possible while keeping as eye on the grimm, Akena radioed back, echoing Nekro. "Contact."<br/><br/>Now then, how to proceed?