Aylin moved quietly, both her footfalls and the rare snip of conversation soft. As much of a relief as it was to be away from the campsite, the fact that they could be walking into an ambush set her on edge. Cold bglue eyes darted around the woods, lingering only briefly on each shadow bit of underbrush or mottled clumb of underbrush before moving on to the next. The normal light, fluid grace she moved with turned sharp, almost jumpy.<br/><br/><br/>(((I think what we had before was working well: <Ceol - Sanora - Aylin - Seka], with Ren hovering around the middle or scouting out a little ways.)))<br/>(((Perception: 20 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=22483))))