With his focus mostly on making sure nothing tried to ambush them as the group followed the old tracks, Inggharudube was very alert to any changes in the jungle around them. The jungle animals were noisy enough in the surrounding trees but quiet along the path itself which was perfectly normal. With the group of Whers so close none of the small creatures wanted to draw attention to themselves. Further away and up in the trees, they either didn't care about the Whers or felt confident they were safely out of reach. What Inggharudube was focusing on was creatures further away falling silent when they shouldn't be. If one of the Felines was trying to get closer to their rear or flank, the silence would be his first clue. This assumed the keen senses of his Wher didn't pick out the scent long before he could notice animals going silent.
When the tracks headed towards a clearing, the procession slowed and Inggharudube waited for Rhea to report what he found. Inggharudube knew Ferghas would have his own report but for now he wanted to know what was ahead.
"Fire?" Inggharudube replied in a low rumble. "Any sign of smoke?" He couldn't see any smoke ahead but it was possible to make a nearly smokeless fire and the air down in the jungle often was as still as it could be so smoke would drift straight up. Experience however taught Inggharudube that the heavy humidity could cool the heat of smoke fast and create an ground fog like effect.
The bronze wher lifted his nose into the air, catching the scent of burnt wood but not smoke. Though he wasn't as far ahead in the group as his Electrum kin Inggarusk had a very keen nose. It didn't smell like a fire but something that had been burnt not too long ago.
<No fire, burnt wood, many scents too.>
"See if the Whers can identify what sort of other smells, if they are human, Feline or something else?" Inggharudube suggested, then had his own Wher do the same.
"Ferghas, what of your findings?" Inggharudube inquired. "If needed, circle around the clearing, silently."