animal smells and porcupine quills

As they walked Sitri would occasionally dip his muzzle into a bush, to gather more of the scent. Whatever this creature was it was high up, they may not be able to take it out themselves, may need to call for help. As he walked he kept a trained ear on Mordecai.

Sitri nodded yes very quiet, too quiet. Something bad will happen, when there is lots of silence always bad things follow. Sitri knew this to be true, he had always done the bad things he had done in cover of silence, silence could be good, but it could also be very very bad. He grew quiet then as he caught sight of a movement in the trees. Hackles rose as red eyes moved to and fro to catch sight again, it was something large, or many things large. He couldn't quite see them all yet.