Alyxander remained silent amongst the group, though at least he felt partially accepted by the others... unlike Johnathan. The other boy still didn't think Alyx was any good, he could tell. But they would have to rely on each other, all of them, if this battle was to be won and Draco's army defeated. As the group trudged along, trailing a ways behind the group of Orcs whom had nearly attacked the two boys not too long before, Alyxander stayed on guard. This seemed a bit too easy... were the Orcs really just sticking to the obvious trail, not making any attempt to mislead? Then again, they didn't know their easy to spot trail was being traced straight to them, so probably not.<br/><br/>Once they saw the small scout group join with a larger band of trolls, Alyxander knew there was something wrong with this. The large group was in the middle of nowhere, out in the open, and seemingly unaware of their presence. 'I'm over-thinking this.' He kept reminding himself. 'They aren't human. They don't think as we do. Their tactics aren't as sly and tricky as they should be... then again, when dealing with Draco, never expect things to be the way they seem.' He listened close to what was being said, though still at a distance where some of the conversation was too quiet. He paid no mind to John's dismissal, paying more attention to making sense of the conversation being said in the clearing. Not daring to venture any closer, afraid he may give them away; though knowing he probably wouldn't, being as sneaky as he was. Still, it was better to lay low for now.