Jarl blinked. He could have sworn he had felt something odd just then.. But it was probably nothing.<br/><br/>It was then he spotted three of his pack-mates begin to move off, heading... somewhere. This was odd. It was a bit too early for hunting parties to be forming so...<br/><br/>The purple raptor hesitated, before following after the three at a slow pace. Chances were that this would badly for him, as things often did, but that odd sensation he had just felt...<br/><br/>Perhaps, his could prove to be his reversal of fortunes.<br/><br/>Or maybe he was just going to get eaten again.<br/><br/>Sighing, Jarl continued following the trio, doing his best to remain inconspicuous.