Diashou stayed silent as they walked through the dark caves, he holding the torch high for the light to keep thier path bright. His eyes constantly searched for signs of danger or threats, following the group as they went along. Diashou hadn't been paying much attention to thier conversation, but it seemed someone had spotted something. Now, Daishou was on edge. He kept his suspicious eyes on the darkness around them, ready to react to anything.
Souretsu was very busy. His ears were pricking to every noise and his nose smelling every scent on the ground. True, Akail were here, but Souretsu was still not convienced that the tracks were fresh. The scents weren't strong enough for that. He grunted in disatisfaction and bounded ahead, nose working as he smelled from one track to the other, taking in the scent of the Akail. He nearly passed Heatherdance, but quickly decided against it as she knew where she was going. Souretsu shot a glance back at Crest, remembering he had been copying him earlier, wondering if he was doing it again. It had annoyed him, as if a younger brother would who wanted to tag along. Souretsu had to admit that he and Crest hadn't gotten off on the right foot but right now he was so consumed with tracking the Akail, he wasn't going to worry about it at the moment.
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