Radcliffe had followed along. Yet he had kept his distance, remaining at a scent away. Tracking the scent of the one that offered to teach him how to fish, till they reached a forest. Here he was...hesitant. The last forest he had been at burned to the ground. So when Rad found no other choice except for being alone, he ventured onwards.
@Padma
Radcliffe had to pause where he was going. Sniffing at the air, there was something that caught his attention. A scent that seemed faintly familiar...A sound caught his ears, his ears flicking. Sounded like a...growl? Was another around? "Who's...there?" Radcliffe asked aloud to them all.
Radcliffe tipped his head a bit, a little nervous...then got an itch. Reaching up his rear leg towards behind his ear, he got to scratching. His tongue stuck out as if focusing too well on the itch. Before it was then gone. "I'm Radcliffe! Now your turn!"