<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/f9/33/85/f93385f08616fa201dd67a2eef73ecc5.jpg)</div><br/>Although Vara tried her best to be calm, she couldn't help but show a degree of nervousness.  A bootprint meant that they'd been spotted, so there was no telling whether the scout knew of all of them or not.<br/><br/>Squeakers, unconcerned with strategy and deception, had found Vara's blanket in the cart and continued to snooze.<br/><br/>Vara followed along with Ares but at a distance, keeping between the trees.  Her shortbow was drawn, an arrow nocked but not pulled back, ready for trouble.  She let Ares be the big target, far more satisfied with putting arrows into anyone that came close enough to him that they'd let their guard down for a ranged attack.