*Gathering from the visible relief upon Luna's features and the wolf, that might be Swift from his coloring, talking, Marcus realized that this was a simple act to regroup. So it had been the smell that had given the group away. He had already probably been found out, but he would act as if he hadn't. Upon closer scrutiny, the wolf seemed to have swords with him. The only swords he could remember seeing, were the ones from the security room. The ones that had been awarded for some petty reason. Continuing to watch the group was first for now. He was surprised Luna hadn't heard his approach earlier, maybe some luck was with him, well, more so than when he was blown off of his feet.*