The young fox flicks his tail as he looks around slowly, with a quiet 'rmph', he digs one of the daggers into the ground, making a small cut in the earth, which he imbeds the branch he was holding in. After covering up the base of the branch, and cleaning off his dagger, he makes his way a bit farther, soon stopping to listen to what was happening, hearing voices in the not-so-distant distance. "...scout the area for me?" "Y-Yes m'Lord" His tail flicks again as he makes his way towards the voices, stretching his arms out a bit at his sides.