Best laid plans...

"Hopefuly." Quill said. He looked around expectinthing to pop out of a tree or a bush to attack them. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched.

Golden nodded his head. For the first time in quite some time, he didn't have anything to say. Golden just concentrated on keeping close to the group and watching behind his flank every now and then.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

Golden thought as he slowly let a breath out, before slowly breathing deeply in. Mid-deep breath he stopped, Eyes open wide.

"Quill, Sham do you smell that?"

ShamrockSpring was focusing so much on deciding if they were going to right way or not that she wasn't minding much else. She glanced at Golden Bolt when he spoke, wrinkling her nose. She cocked her head and took a deep sniff. Something did smell off, but she wasn't sure what. "Dunno," she flicked her mane out of her eyes. "Maybe it's nothing." Her tone said she didn't really believe it though.