<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/13/Keitaro.jpg)</div>Keitaro kept his bow at the ready as Maseko announced herself, and he gave a small smile at the shugenja's boldness. His keen eyes scanned the landscape around them, hoping to spot anyone reacting to her shout.<br/><br/>No response seemed to be forthcoming, though. His gaze drifted over to where Shiori was looking for tracks, and he held his position so that he could cover anyone who tried to attack her while she was busy looking at the ground. When she exclaimed about the fight and the tracks leading west, he made one more scan of the horizon, then put his bow away.<br/><br/>He started to run down the ridge after Shiori, then stopped and crouched down, gathering up sticks and rocks. "I'm going to make a trail sign," he explained, gesturing for the others to start moving. "That way, if those tracks aren't from our contact, he'll know which way we've gone. So will our enemies, but... at this point, I'd rather they find us so we can fight them."<br/><br/>He built two small pyramids of stones, one with a single stick poking out of it, and one with two sticks, ten feet to the west of the first one, in the direction they would be travelling. It was a Lion trail sign, the sort soldiers were taught in order to receive information from their scouts, but hopefully their contact would be able to figure it out. If he wasn't already a captive of the people Shiori was tracking. If he was still alive.<br/><br/>The signs finished, he hopped to his feet and took off after the others, his breathing careful and even as he managed the weight on his back and set a pace worthy of his training.