Fel is already finding a place to tether the horses - and gathering bits useful for tinder while she is at it. She is, at least, accustomed to working with Sergei, so extending her silent support to Eve is not so much of a stretch. It is strange, but not impossible. Fel has deposited her findings near the small fire ring when something seems to occur to her and she straightens, looking around the small shelter. "Is a fire wise? If a candle's flame can be itself visible for miles in the darkness, then is not a campfire even more so?" She asks, suddenly. "We are already pursued - I am not such a fool as to believe that coincedence - should we make it so easy for our foes?"