Rhys
Rhys kept his at least two feet between him and Kane as the traveled through the forest. He tried to follow his steps as closely as he could, the less foot prints the less obvious they would be to a tracker... at least an amateur one. Jester worked a circle around them. He liked the fact Jester was a scavenger, it meant he would kill less animals when they traveled. This meant less evidence that they were around. He found that was what survival seemed to be about. Less. Talking less, making less noise, and killing less, meant more time. With a sigh he found himself thinking back to what life had been like before he had to leave. Silence hadn't really been his forte. He was cocky and loud, bordering on obnoxious. When he had first learned of his Warg powers he didn't keep them a secret. He shared it with his friends to get their fear and admiration, he shared it with girls to get them in his bed. It all took a turn for the worse about a month in. He had started to develop more psychic powers than simply melding his mind with Jester's. His brain was suddenly filling with information, it had made it hard to think of anything else than the things he was learning. This made it almost impossible for him to speak, unless he was blurting out something he was learning. He slowly became the town outcast. People chased and beat him just for shits and giggles. They threw stones at him and Jester. They taunted him with their normalcy. When word reached his village about the outlawing of Wargs, everyone was more than happy to oblige. They chased him and Jester out with fire and weapons.
He had been nervous about the idea of opening his mind to such a wide range before, but as they were getting closer, so he decided to give it a shot. He stopped and quickly pulled off his foot coverings allowing his bare feet to absorb the informations from his surroundings and feed them to his brain. After a moment of searching he finally found what he had been looking for. The girl Kane had tasted, but she wasn't alone. There was another girl. Sisters. And an animal... the one's pet... a wolf pup. His head began to ache so he closed the information off once more. He hadn't learned too much, but he knew how many they were facing. Tapping Kane on the shoulder he whispered his new-found information, "Two girls and a wolf pup, we've got another forty-five minutes until contact." He smiled, assuring himself that Kane and him were more than capable to handle the situation at hand.