"I'm always down for an awesome adventure." Azrail offers. He climbs down the tree with ease. Being up high with the possibility of falling didn't scare him. It was hard to decide who made it down first - Zeth or Azrail. He waves for Henri and Axel to come and follow them. They had to stick together to be safe, right? That's what you did on camping trips, he was pretty sure. It had been too long. When he got back he needed to convince his parents to let the whole family go on a camping trip. In his thoughts there was no uncertain 'if', it was only the decided 'when'. The only problem with the 'when' is that it gave too much leeway on how much time would pass before the goal could be achieved.

Axel gave Azrail a thumbs up as he began to make his way back down the tree. It had always a bit harder to saftely climb these things than up them, but he didn't really care much for what the others in the group thought of his efforts. He hopped down from the last branch with a short grunt, smirking over at Azrail. "Good there?"

"What's not good over here? All happy vibes." He says, snapping his fingers before shooting him with finger guns. "Just a tip, make sure you can climb down it before you climb up." He says, glancing at Henri when he said this. "Or if you have someone below to spot foothold and handholds for you."

"I know, I used to be a Scout." Axel replied simply. "Thanks anyway though."

It took a little more time for Henri to slide down the tree as they remained careful, stealing multiple looks beyond the trees as they made their way down. "Ah, you're seriously not wrong," they huffed. "Climbing up is way easier than climbing down." Now that they had their breath back, however, they turned to the noise that was already starting to drift away. It was now or never. "Let's go!" With that, they grabbed their bag and jacket and started off in a light jog through the trees, keeping an eye behind to make sure the others were right behind.

Zeth kept pace with Henri, purposefuly staying the slightest but behind.
Her mind was buzzing with theories on what creatures they mifht be following. It coyld be anything from centaurs to humans on horseback, but in their given curcumstances. Neither one would be surprising.
"What do you think they are?" She asked to no one in particular.

"We're following centaurs obviously. Folk that are part horse, part human. I can't wait to find out more about them! Do you think they're like the ones in stories? Or different? There's a lot of different versions of them." Azrail says after gathering his stuff in a flash and jogging with them. He wanted to go faster but was afraid he would cause them to all run out of steam and maybe get the centaurs to find out they were there at the worst possible time. So he kept Henri's pace.

"Or!" Axel put in as he did his best to keep up with the group, "They could just be a bunch of hunters on horseback. Either way, I bet you they're a lot faster than we are."

Zethrin took into consideration what they said, especially Axel's comment on speed. Perhaps they were too slow to catch up. If the four of them couldnt catch up, maybe they could get the mystery things to turn around.
"Ok guys, you have a point. Whatever they are, they are bigger and faster then us. I am about to yell for them and hope they come our way. Any objections?"

After a minute, Azrail spoke against shouting, "Objection number one, we don't know who or what else may hear us. Number two, if you call out to them they may flee and we could ruin their hunt and that could get us in trouble with them and totally and completely lost, more than we already are. Number three... Ok, I don't have a number three and I'm starving so I hope they catch what they are hunting and make a nice breakfast so we can join them in eating once we catch up or yell out to them." Azrail says, his steady pace never failing. He could increase the speed if wanted and keep that. He was ready to do that too. But if the others couldn't keep it, then it would be a complete and utter waste of energy.