Taerys wanted to keep on the move as much as possible; she wanted to remain unpredictable to anybody who might have been trying to track her. The Varyx did wonder, though, whether it was even feasible to do such a thing against an enemy that had managed to take out the systems of a dropship with such ease. Either way, she had no real choice in the matter. 

She continued to move meticulously through the deserted colony, keeping her breath quiet and her footsteps soft. As she went in further she saw worrying signs: blood patches. Whose blood it was she didn't know, but there was at least [i]some[/i] information to go off of. It was the fact that there was nothing to accompany the blood that had her on edge. Generally, that was a telling sign that whatever it was had survived. That, or the bodies had been removed somehow. Neither option really filled Taerys with much happiness...