"You're right, it isn't." Ahnasha mumbled, mostly to herself as they continued on. Once they made it to Bruma, Finley's pack set them on the path following the Altmer. As Meesei had hoped, the Altmer's trail could still be followed. Her footsteps were still visible in the snow, an upon close examination, Ahnasha could identify her scent. As long as that did not change, following the Altmer would be no different from tracking any other prey. With both her and Turala being quality hunters and trackers, it would likely take strong magic to throw them off of the trail. Hopefully, the Altmer would actually lead them somewhere of consequence.

The warband continued along the path, now with Lorag assisting the rear guard. Meesei could watch for signs of life ahead, and mostly everyone was watching out for traps. Since they were now in danger of being attacked, idle conversation had all but disappeared, and everyone was at the ready, just waiting for the ambush they were expecting. Though, it did not seem like that ambush would happen on the trail, as Galsek had moved south into a more open area. If they ran into an enemy force, they would have the high ground, but that did not mean an ambush could not be effective.

Meesei reached into one of her pouches and produced a magicka potion, which she drank quickly. With some of her energy restored, she lead the way down the path to the south, pulsing her detect life spell. The transition from a narrow path to an open area could provide an opportunity for an effective ambush, so Meesei did not intend to be caught off-guard.