They split up. Hevne continued in the direction they were proceeding and on her orders one tracker circled around to the right, another tracker to the left and Darion retraced the track back in the opposite direction to ensure other tracks had not diverged from it. It was unlikely that an ambush awaited: but not impossible.
What light there was rapidly diminished as black cloud inked out the stars. Slow progress was measured in silences and rustlings as Hevne crawled along the tell tale signs.
She came to the rim of a shallow dip. Below, something waited in the darkness.