Gale held his breath, thinking that it might have been him that he heard. He turned around so his back was against the tree and he was looking at the forest. Though he wasn't able to see them now, it meant they couldn't see him either. So he thought. Instead he used his other senses to grasp what was going on. Relying on sound than anything else. He could hear some of the animals becoming restless for reasons he could only guess at.