Arngrim spent several moments examining the trail. The blighted animal was a concern, but a small one. It was what had injured the animal so severaly that had Arngrim worried. It took him a few extra moments to work out that a pack of wolves, almost certainly blighted themselves given the expeditions current location, were the creatures responsible. One blighted beast posed minimal risk to the expedition, Arngrim or Myrunue could pick it off from a distance. An entire pack of them on the other hand... well it was best to either avoid them entirely or take the fight to them if it was likely they'd find the expedition sooner or later. From the way the trail went, arngrim figured they could avoid the pack if they altered course a bit, but the expedition needed to be warned of the danger. Besides, he'd yet to report his discovery of the stone road.<br/><br/>And so arngrim made his way back toward the group, swift as shadows. His eyes drifted to the bird flying above contemplatively, but they did not linger long. There would be things to discuss later, when the expedition made camp, for now he was focused on the danger at hand.