[They are onions and they are magnificent. One thing Terra was looking forward to already was introducing a robot to the wonderful world of millions of flavors. If there was one good thing about being human, it's tastebuds.
But that may have to wait, as there's more serious matters at hand. Like whatever it is that has Bumblebee so wary. He trusted his own instincts, which didn't seem to be ringing any alarm bells at the moment, but part of traveling with someone else is also relying on their senses. And if something might be up, it's best to be careful. The trampled treeline is noted only after Bumblebee makes it obvious that's what he's looking at, but it didn't seem terribly important unless whatever ran through the area came back. Some sort of herd?]
..Here, hold these.
[Almost absently, Terra hands the onions to Dorumon, who reluctantly takes the things - they smell awful to him.
Might as well get some height and look around. The divot they'd found was useful for temporary camps, with its ridges making for snug places to lean but it didn't make for good looking around. A tree on the other hand would be. So Terra goes climbing. A lot of practice means his wide-legged pants don't even get in the way much. A brief shower of leaves later and he pops out among the foliage, looking around alertly. There still.. doesn't seem much obvious, and nothing really looked out of place save the trail. Maybe it was a common travel path.. might not be wise to stay on it.]
I don't see anything from up --
[Swinging back down from his perch and onto a lower branch does, on the other hand, put their campsite into neat view.]
... Here. ... Is that a footprint.
[There's something in Terra's tone, its utterly flat question that isn't exactly like a question as he points straight down.]
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But that may have to wait, as there's more serious matters at hand. Like whatever it is that has Bumblebee so wary. He trusted his own instincts, which didn't seem to be ringing any alarm bells at the moment, but part of traveling with someone else is also relying on their senses. And if something might be up, it's best to be careful. The trampled treeline is noted only after Bumblebee makes it obvious that's what he's looking at, but it didn't seem terribly important unless whatever ran through the area came back. Some sort of herd?]
..Here, hold these.
[Almost absently, Terra hands the onions to Dorumon, who reluctantly takes the things - they smell awful to him.
Might as well get some height and look around. The divot they'd found was useful for temporary camps, with its ridges making for snug places to lean but it didn't make for good looking around. A tree on the other hand would be. So Terra goes climbing. A lot of practice means his wide-legged pants don't even get in the way much. A brief shower of leaves later and he pops out among the foliage, looking around alertly. There still.. doesn't seem much obvious, and nothing really looked out of place save the trail. Maybe it was a common travel path.. might not be wise to stay on it.]
I don't see anything from up --
[Swinging back down from his perch and onto a lower branch does, on the other hand, put their campsite into neat view.]
... Here. ... Is that a footprint.
[There's something in Terra's tone, its utterly flat question that isn't exactly like a question as he points straight down.]