"Right then, let's bloody well get movin' already!" With the command barked out, the convoy headed out through the opened warehouse, and set down for what was a long journey ahead.
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It had been around a day after the journey's start that the convoy had parked itself in a small clearing. The forest around was fairly thick, but thankfully the bright sunlight provided a good measure of vision into the plantlife all around. Willow had been firm on the convoy going through the night and resting at day while they had the luxury of doing so, despite the troubles it could bring to sleep; after all, it was much easier to spot trouble when you could actually see it coming.
There was a small camp set up, tents and sleeping bags dotted around, with a few people on watch; most of the group were awake by now, barring the more fragile representative and his aide, as the convoy was set to pack up again in an hour or so to start moving again. Barring a few wandering Beowolves, there hadn't been particularly much to write home about so far - the convoy had passed unharmed so far, with the only action being a few gunshots as the Grimm foolhardy and inexperienced enough to know the danger had taken their luck and fell short. Willow was walking around the tents, making sure all of his men were up, while the students had been set to look over the perimeter - fully awake or not - while everyone else was dragged back to their positions. All in all, it had been a peaceful, if slightly boring trip so far.
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Hunger. Scent. Curiosity. Prey? A bone-white tongue darted out, briefly tasting the air before returning into the inky blackness it came from. It's keen eyes roamed from its position in the dense undergrowth, slowly glancing around its claimed territory. Something had disturbed it from its rest, and that something was oh so tempting, so bright, so easily snuffed out.
Light barks echoed around it, and it felt annoyance - they should know better. A snapping of jaws and a whimper later, the barks quickly moved away, in the direction of the scent. Always wiser to sense the danger first. It would get it's hunt either way.