"What do you think?"

Unable to rest before the moon patrol, Taiga noted the many tracks scattered about the forest floor. Someone had been here - rather a dozen or so. To pass away the time, Fenra had suggested hunting. That's what they'd be doing right about now had a villager not stopped them.

"Might be the children. Too far in for an enemy patrol. The border guard wouldn't let them in without a warning," Taiga said. She pawed at the surface beside the tracks. "Hard to say though."

Fenra frowned as she walked about. She looked at the villagers that had called them over. "How did you notice these again?"

"Was about to harvest the field. Found these instead," said the man. "Not too sure if it's anything to worry about. Just thought I'd mention it and such."

"Sound judgment," Fenra said. She crouched beside Taiga. "We should warn the head warrior. If it's kids, then all's well. If not? Then we have a problem."

Taiga nodded. Her blue eyes crossed over to the man that spoke earlier. "Can you manage the message?"

The man nodded. "Tell the head warrior that we may have trespassers?"

Taiga nodded. "Fenra and I will stay. Look around a bit more and see if anything reveals itself," she said as she looked at the middle aged woman and the child, "stay vigilant as we piece things together. You see anything, come tell us."

Fenra narrowed her eyes ever so slowly. "Understood?"

Seeing the reaction of fear from the villagers, Taiga nudged her companion. "Then go," she said to the man. "If these tracks are for the worse, the village needs to be ready."