<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Aerynnel and Lakota </span></strong></span><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/9084/aerynnel.jpg)</div><br/>It had been days since she found them. Strange tracks in<em>her</em>forest. It was Lakota who first spotted them, growling the way she does when she finds something that doesn't belong. It didn't make Aerynnel at all happy to see them for it meant that she might again be forced to purge the danger strangers invariably brought. Could this be the reason for her recent unease? She barely slept as of late, always waking in a fit from the nightmares. She decided to seek out the cause of her unrest, but first she had to rid the woods of these trespassers, and keep her family safe.<br/><br/>Beside the road leading to Drellin's Ferry, Aerynnel knelt, studying the tracks which suddenly ended there. She frowned at the thought of losing the trail. Her gaze followed the length of the road as a carriage passed by. Aeryn's furry white companion softly growled as they both spotted the overturned cart, and what was that next to it? Placing a hand on Lakota's back, Aerynnel attempted to soothe the animal. "I see it, girl. Easy now," she cooed. "Let's be smart about this and not run headlong into something we can't get out of..." Something caught her eye, the glint of metal, half-blinding her as the sun reflected off of it. She and Lakota looked at each other as they both ducked low. Aerynnel hoped they hadn't been seen.<em>Not yet, Lakota. Let's see what's going on first.</em>Raising her head up slightly, she watched from a distance.<br/><br/>[Perception: 19 +14 = 33]