[h3]Magpie[/h3]
“So a real walk in the park, huh?” she responded, her lips curling into a small smirk, although once again the scarf shielded all that from view. “So half an hour, give or take a bit, depending on how much trouble we run into on the way up? No problem.”

Magpie briefly fell out of line of the sight from the group, moving into an area of slightly thicker foliage and moved along the side, still keeping far at the back of the group. She kept her footsteps light and walked on solid ground, keeping what tracks she might make to a minimum, and kept her eyes peeled. Enemies could be anywhere, and Magpie refused to let them get the drop on her team. What kind of rear guard would she be if she let someone sneak up behind them?

Travel was slow, perhaps slower than Magpie had expected it to be, but eventually they paused at a hastily dug out foxhole, void of people, but well stocked with ammunition and hefty bricks of some white substance. Drugs, no doubt. Magpie poked her head in curiously as the group came together, investigating the ammunition and the recoilless rifle that lay there, but found it ultimately underwhelming. Nothing of use for her, sure, but it meant that they were on the right track, and that they should be on their guard now more than ever. This place was far from abandoned, and whoever was manning this spot could be here any moment. She immediately twisted to the sounds of cracking branches, but found that it was only one of her companions taking off ahead of them. She let out a heavy sigh and returned to her position at the back of the group.

“So that means they’re going to be on guard, right?” Magpie asked, looking to Cheeta as she spoke. “If they’re expecting someone to pick them off then we might not have the element of surprise anymore. We should probably move though. We don’t want to be here if- when someone comes back to this spot.”

With the discovery of razor wire littering the forests, Magpie was forced to slow her movements and keep as observant as ever. She watched for the faint shimmer of wire as it caught the sunlight as the walk, keeping an eye for traps and tricks. If they were going to walk into any ambush in this forest, Magpie would catch it.