All while group investigates tracks and what not, the odd white furred tressym with brilliant emerald eyes had flied and was sort staring their progress from a branch. But it also listened ongoing conversation silently....<br/><br/><em>Meanwhile in luxury cart</em><br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Aron Crow</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2054010)<br/>(https://d.wattpad.com/story_parts/373922232/images/14d136eb6a99fc87856483970271.jpg)</div><br/>Aron was long moment silent, then abruptly he speaks; "Scouts have found tracks of earlier camp, which was attacked by bandits and have dragged prisoners into forest into west. Scouts proceed follow the tracks and see can they rescue anyone." Aron ceases concentrating on his familiar, eyes focus back to his servant and his accompanying nobleman and replies; "Albeit rescue missions are not primary concern, however these bandits are still in area and they may grow bold with one successful attack. So they need dealt with, whether or not they have live prisoners to rescue. Anyways they soon move outside of range of my familiar scouting ability so I will depart accompany them, lend them my magic needing to deal these bandits so they do not bother this road in future." He touches the golden chains on Elerra, chains undoing themselves but remain hanging on her as he says to her; "Elerra, prepare yourself for near future for a battle and protect and aid me, scouts and caravan in that order."<br/><br/>Aron stands up from his chair, donning the glove he had removed and checks his clothes are fine and his arcane focus ready as he prepares leave the wagon, once outside inform the guards of the development with the scouts (tell them guard the caravan) and proceed follow where scouts are (Empress following and he briefly occasion spy through the cat their present location).