Devaguea looked up at the sudden scent of rot, and took another look around, suddenly aware that the wind hadn't shifted. He slowly started growling, but in spite of the lack of evidence, decided that the women would forgive him for unnecessary awakening faster than getting ambushed. "WARE! Something approaches."<br/><br/>Once the others were up, he kept watching the forest, trying to see if anything was there that hadn't been when he started his watch. Once one of the others were awake enough to ask what he was going on about, he replied. "The wind hasn't shifted, but the scent of rot is new."