Naji's brow uplifts when Thygor points out the little furry creature casually heading in a semi-circle towards their position. "Good eyes." She compliments, squinting at the little thing as it strolled so casually forwards, clearly more meandering than actually trying to actively scout. For the most part, the entire group of 'White Wings' seemed to be pretty settled in and at ease, and the scout appeared to be no different, idly stopping every half-dozen feet to kick at something in the tall grass, toss his dagger into the ground, or any other number of things to occupy his time "Right. Small-time is coming this way. Anya, Alyx...that's call for you two to vacate the premesis. I'll be following you shortly."<br/><br/>Anya, for her part, exhales a soft sigh. She actually enjoyed feeling Cyria's leg curled around her, pulling her close, and to have that FEELING so soon taken away from her was just mildly upsetting. Still, it was needed, at least for the moment. Leaning up against Cyria's side, the girl plants a soft little kiss against her cheek, whispering gently "Be careful, okay? Don't get yourself hurt, or I'm going to be upset with you." Though it was just a single opponent, and likely somone they'd take down easily, Anya was never one to not show her customary concern. With a little pat to the single leg slipped around her waist, Anya extracted herself from where she PREFERRED to be, and trotted just a little further into the forest to make herself scarce. ((Anya, in essence, is going a smidge deeper to make sure she's well-hidden. ))<br/><br/>Even Alyx seems a little loathe to leave Thygor's side, but she has very little say in the matter - when the big beast started to stalk off through the forest, she reaches a hand out to him, seems to not quite know what to say...then, simply gazes at Naji, offering up a little nod of her head. Slipping into the trees in the direction Anya had taken off, Alyx disappears from sight... ((Alyx is also heading a smidge deeper into the forest to further hide herself))<br/><br/>Withdrawing a tiny hand crossbow from her side, Naji fits in a single, small bolt with an open and oddly shaped head - it was something she'd picked up on one of the many trips the group had taken, a bolt with a specialized head that, when fired, made a high-pitched whistling sound. It was as close to an 'emergency call' as the group had, and though it had never been used in earnest, the single time it had been test-fired it was both loud ,and quite noticable "Right. Good luck. I'll keep this handy and let you know if something happens to us. I'll watch out for the others, Chrysanthemum can stay with you in case you get hurt. Good luck. Try not to get eaten by something half your size, alright?" Casting a little wink in Johan's direction, Naji readjusts her bolt in the crossbow, and with a satisfied nod, heads off into the trees ((Naji is hiding as well! Pretty much, all three are getting a bonus to their checks when/if applicable. x3 ))<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>It, admittedly, was not what he wanted to be doing. Keeping a lookout was boring, and well into the second day of it, he was growing pretty tired of it. Still, Dart knew the virtues of keeping one's eyes open - a lack of advance warning had been exactly what had allowed them to so easily overpower the previous group who'd made an attempt to claim the well located inside the farmhouse.<br/><br/>That didn't mean he had to LIKE it, though. Noone else had taken a turn, and just because he was small and hid well didn't mean he LIKED skulking around constantly. Besides, it was so damn borning walking in circles for hours on end. Honestly, the barn had been an ideal choice to keeping a lookout, but even that cozy little spot had become boring after hours upon hours of waiting and watching, with noone but Meera coming to keep him company, and even then in random and short little bouts.<br/><br/>A part of him almost wished for a little action. Not TOO much, just some foolish little group of two or three to come stumbling upon the homestead, giving him a chance to shine and for his hours upon hours of endless watching to be actually WORTH something.<br/><br/>Besides, it--<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Crrraaaack! </span><br/><br/>The sound of foiliage creeking underfoot instantly caused the fennec fox's ears to shoot skywards, the enormous things swiveling forwards, then to the side in an effort to locate the source of the sound. He never needed it - within a matter of seconds, the source was practically right before his eyes, a good forty or fifty feet away. A big...dragon...THING, quite unlike Aniel and Actil, both dragons themselves. Or, half dragons - he'd never really pushed it enough to find out, nor did he particularly care to. Dropping into a crouch, only the tips of his ears remain sticking above the grassline, his eyes peering through the grass to lock upon the draconic creature. It was obviously armored, and heavily so, but he also didn't see anyone else with it. A lone traveler, perhaps? Maybe someone who'd gotten lost and was now wandering the countryside, trying to find the port?<br/><br/>Whatever the case, it was big, looked absolutely terrifying, but they were also<span style="font-style: italic">alone</span>, at least at a glance. It was not quite enough to be worth sounding the alarm over, and given the dragon was not even heading towards the farmhouse, it was likely that drawing such attention would create more problems than it would solve. Still, it would be better to follow at a distance, just to make sure the dragon didn't decide to cut closer to the group, or worse, notice them and purposefully start heading that direction.<br/><br/>In a half-crouch, the little fox sifted through the grass, staying a good distance behind his 'quarry', but never so far away he couldn't line up a nice shot from his crossbow if things turned south. Not that he really WANTED to tangle with it - the thing was HUGE, and if the size of those teeth said anything, it was that he didn't want to experience what they felt like biting into him...or worse, him sliding PAST them.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>The moment Thygor makes his appearance, the little fox-creature drops into a crouch and completely vanishes, only the slight parting of the grass showing any indication of where he actually was. More than once, sight is completely lost of him, only to have him reappear a dozen yards on, and closer to Thygor than he was before. Unfortunantely, the fox's path was still bringing him dangerous close to the hidden group, and whereas a single, long figure wandering the countryside was something that could be overlooked, a whole group of people hiding in the trees was sure to cause a ruckus from the little foxy fellow...<br/><br/>((Everyone in the trees needs to make a stealth check! I think it's appropriate to give a +10 or so bonus to the check, because honestly...Thygor makes a huge distraction. x3 Currently, Dart is about thirty or so feet away from the group, and if there is any intentions of doing something, you'll get a single suprise round (Assuming you're not seen!), to do what you like before he...well, does what a scout is supposed to do! Assuming he's still able. x3 ))