Without the active pheromones, they were still quite close to him, but not as obsessed as they usually were. At the very least, they weren't trying to remove his pants at every opportunity.<br/><br/>The rest of the day passes fairly uneventfully, until near evening, when he can sense a number of figures in the trees surrounding him, clearly preparing for an ambush, though they haven't attacked, yet. He can sense only seven figures, but these, at least, are actual, skilled combatants, instead of the young boys he'd met, before. Also, they don't appear to be human...