A Spying We Shall Go - Open to Wherhandlers [Surveillance]

The lands around New Atricis that are regarded as Atricis' new territory. Not as big as their previous protective range, but still lots of space and wilds to explore. Dragon Flights and Wher Runs also occur across these lands.
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"I don't think we have any other choice other than to follow these tracks. They very well could lead to fresher ones." Ferghas agreed with the group as a whole. Faranth knew they likely wouldn't find better tracks if they looked some place else. While he knew that the mission today was just a recon mission, but there was still a small part of him that was prepared for a fight with the felines.

Ferghas pulled out his spyglass. "This should help us keep a good distance away and still be able to get a good look." He turned and looked at Rhea before he held his spyglass out in front of him. "Here you go, kid. You can man this." He stated and then began to head down the old trail.

"So far all we know is that they kill and eat. Guess we'll maybe find out if they scavenge if we can find them. C'mon, we're wasting daylight standing here flapping our gums." Ferghas urged them all to keep going.
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Rhea's brows furrowed when Ferghas called him kid, but it only took a quick look at Inggharudube and Ferghas to see Rhea was the youngest of the men in the group. He couldn't say for sure about Galana, but they might be around the same age. He looked down at the spy glass rested in his hands and nodded. It wouldn't be of help while he was walking, but, "Would you like me to scout ahead, then?" he asked for confirmation. It wouldn't be safe to split the group up, but as a dualhandler, with one of his whers a good tracker, he made the most sense of anyone.

He kept to the head of the group, ready to take off as soon as the entire band was in agreement. Rheask and Rask remained on each side of him, noses on the trail and watching out for any fresher scent.
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"If they are hungry enough they'll scavenge," Inggharudube responded. He never knew a predator to shy away from an easy meal, unless they had experience with the potential traps hunters would lay to catch them. A crafty old Feline who's been in a trapper's trap in the past will avoid 'easy pickings' unless desperate. If these Felines were that smart they would have to resort to smoking them out with dragonfire and taking them down as they try to flee the flames. "Using poison bait is an option we could use especially in a area the Felines frequent that isn't close to our own wild food sources." Poison would be effective but not as reliable as there was no way to ensure the Felines all ate the poison enough to destroy the pride.

Fersk was a large Wher and Inggharudube wasn't overly concerned when Ferghas decided to scout ahead. Rhea's confusion about where he should go prompted Inggharudube to get things organized before any more time was wasted.

"Rhea, follow Ferghas and keep your Whers as downwind as possible. Whenever you can use that spyglass to scan around. Ferghas, don't move too far ahead as we don't want any Felines getting the idea they can cut you or Fersk off," Inggharudube directed. He looked over at Galana. "Stay alert and keep to the middle Galana and Galask ready to defend. Inggharusk and myself will take the rear and make sure nothing tries to sneak up on us from behind once we move further from the patrol paths. Keep constant communication with your Whers and eachother."

"As Ferghas already pointed out, we're wasting daylight." With that said, he moved to the side so everybody could get into place and get moving before he fell in behind. He would have preferred striking out ahead but decided Ferghas was able enough to follow the trail and his brightly coloured Wher large and sturdy enough to handle most dangers. With Rhea focusing on looking out for danger and his whers ready to back up Fersk Inggharudube was certain they could handle a Feline or two if they should come across one unexpectedly. Any more than that will result in a careful retreat but Inggharudube was counting on his bronze's keen sense of smell and familiarity with the jungle to give them more than enough time to react to any attack.
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Galana nodded at Inggharudube's instructions. Unless and until someone got injured, Galask was the useful one here, and she wasn't likely to forget it. She hugged close to his side, well back from his teeth and claws so that he could use them to their full effect, and followed the other handlers down the trail.

Tell me if you sense the felines coming, she reminded her wher, aware that it was redundant.

Listen best, Galask agreed, and she frowned. Cats usually moved pretty quietly.

Listen for where there should be sounds and isn't, she agreed, though she was sure the other whers were doing that as well. This also wouldn't work too close to the traveling group, since they were probably also scaring off prey animals.

Like no birds, Galask assented. Galana kept one hand on the blue's shoulder, her nerves making her want to stare up into the surrounding trees, even though she knew she had no chance of seeing the felines at night. That was what the whers were for, after all, so she focused on looking forward, to make certain she didn't trip.
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Your group has chosen to follow the tracks. As you follow the large stride of the feline there aren't any signs of any others. After following the trail for a while the whers pick up other scents ahead. There are various scents that are hard to separate for now but they seem to lead into what looks to be a small clearing in the forest. One of the scents the Scent Master whers can pinpoint is the smell of burnt wood.

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Rheask had made it clear when he had begun smelling scents beyond the singular feline, but he--nor Rask, nor any other wher--had been able to pinpoint signs of any other felines as the continued to follow their course. Rhea would pause at times to check their surroundings with the spyglass given him, but could see nothing moving that shouldn't be moving or still that shouldn't be still.

As they drew closer to the mixture of smells, Rheask gave out the sign for fire and Rhea stared at him in confusion. The spyglass went back up but Rhea saw no signs of a fire anywhere in the dark night. When he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath through his nose, there was no spicy ash or tang of smoke. There was no crackling of burnt wood. Even Rheask did not seem to suggest the fire was a danger, however. So Rhea turned to Rask.

Do you smell a fire? he asked.

Lots of smells, Rask told him simply, Maybe fire somewhere for Rheask?

So nothing large or nearby, then. An old campground, maybe? That their feline had run into? Rhea's body froze as he wondered what sort of carnage that could have turned into. A tree struck by lightning, then. That was a much kinder possibility. Either way, as he was the one with the spyglass, Rhea stepped in front of the group, making sure to stay hidden in the trees, and held the spyglass up to see what he could see.

"Rheask says he smells fire," he said just loud enough for those near him to hear, but soft enough to prevent his voice from carrying too far.
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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."
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They continued on down the trail. Fersk kept her ears and eyes peeled all around them cautiously. She was far more worried about keeping look out in case of ambush than she was about finding tracks and other signs in the area. Ferghas was the better tracker between the two of them, so while she kept an eye out towards the woods on either side, he kept his head more down to look for signs.

They had traveled so far before Rhea spoke up and told them that Rheask smelled fire. Ferghas lifted his head up to try and see through the tree limbs for any signs of smoke. He could not see any, but having the smell pointed out he could smell it now for himself. Perhaps there was a caravan around or, more exciting, bandits, but the smell of fire had to mean either people or a wild fire.

Do you smell anything other than fire, Fersk? Ferghas asked her as he took a moment to examine the area just off the trail to either side of where the group was stopped before entering the clearing. I smell fire. Other smells. Cannot tell differences. She told him.

"Ferghas, what of your findings?" Inggharudube inquired. "If needed, circle around the clearing, silently."

"Fersk cannot discern more than the fire smell. The tracks are still heading that way, but there have been no others join them, nor any other signs of other felines in the area." He answered him. "Yes, that is a good idea. I'll circle to the other side and let you know what I find. Fersk, darling, stay here. I am quieter without you. I'll keep Fersk updated as I can and she can relay to you."
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Rhea:
  • Using the spyglass you can get a view into the clearing. The source of the wood burning smell becomes apparent at the sight of a snuffed out fire, though it doesn't look like any smoke still comes from it. Though the fire and the cleared away brush in the clearing are the only things you see, it's easy to tell with the spyglass that this was a camp.


Ferghas:
  • Circling around allows you to get an idea of how big the clearing is, suggesting it may be man made. If paying attention to the ground, you can find signs of something having left the clearing at some point. Though there are no very clear prints or tracks, either the movements through was one large creature, or a few different bodies at once, as there is a lot of broken branches and cut away brush.


Whers:
  • Due to all the different overlapping smells, you cannot tell them apart without going into the clearing. At the least, there don't appear to be any current scents of anything living nearby.
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Mon Feb 05, 2018 2:56 am

Smoke wasn’t a good thing to smell in the wilderness, by any means. If only some of the whers were smelling it, then it was either distant, tiny, or already out. But it wasn’t something that made sense in connection with the felines. Cats shouldn’t be able to build fires, or put them out afterward. They’d seemed more intelligent than they should be in the fights that people made it home from, but they didn’t have hands. Their fur would be flammable. They shouldn’t be able to use fire at all.

Galask wasn’t smelling any of what the other whers were smelling, and it was making him antsy. He was accustomed to being the one in their little group with the strongest senses, and the knowledge that he was missing information made him work harder to listen or smell their surroundings. In his mind, he should be able to smell felines or fires if the other whers could. If he wasn’t smelling them, what else was he missing?

His handler stayed close, but her own worries were not as much about currently hidden felines. Surely one of these other whers would detect any danger even if Galask couldn’t.

“Cats don’t start fires,” she murmured, gripping her staff firmly. “Not even ridiculously intelligent cats that hunt in packs for some reason.”

But could humans be controlling the felines? There was something much worse about a danger that was intentional, planned by other humans than one that was just the natural result of a predatory animal encroaching on another’s territory. She didn’t want there to be humans behind these attacks.

She also didn’t want there to be some sort of bizarrely mutated felines out here that could safely control fire. She wasn’t sure which idea was worse.
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