Carissa was indeed clever and aware of the dangers present in the wilds of this melting pot of a jungle. Yet nothing at the moment had cone out to attack them since the frog people.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Roll Perception (DC: 16)</div><div class="spoiler_body">The keen eyes of the lady spied something obscured by the waters. Leading out of the waters and heading upwards were another set of prints. Paw prints to be exact that looked to be slightly smaller than a horse. It was a heavy set and there were two others. Might be a pack of wolves? Either way they were heading up the way they were trying to go.</div></div><br/>Heading up higher on their horses they now made their way out of the valley closer to their own camp. Still nothing pops out at them to assail them. Onwards they press and as they approach their camp, they can smell smoke ever so slightly.