Vedette kept her feet in his tracks and moved slowly and soundlessly. Not even the arrow filled quiver was rattling now. She'd long since learned to keep her steps steady and not to move too much while walking, crouching, or otherwise being in motion. It was different as a human than it was as a dragon. Though Vedette could be silent on ice and on snow, she was ever so noisy when it came to the rest of it. Claws cracked, scrapped, or tore at the ground. Wings would beat the air with a sound that could not be described by any human means. The rest of her body, of course, was heavier. But she could be silent and move within the ranges of her fog without being seen or heard. It was just slower going than this. The only thing she could hear was the shifting of her hair and that was only because she had keen ears. The crackling of the fire was a louder sound, and the breathing, now that she was closer.
She could hear one breathing. The string of her bow and the feathered end of her bow touched her cheek as she crouched behind Ulbarich and looked in the direction of the breathing. Her own breaths were slow and measured. She was listening for more, listening and hoping she'd come upon a larger group. She could aid these men with more fog, or ice. But the problem was not exposing them all at the same time. They had to be quiet, and quick. One of her blue eyes fell on Captain Ulbarich as he pressed his own blade against his lips.
Humans were weird.
They prayed before battle. They kissed their weapons as if they were lovers, well, maybe no so intimately. But she wondered now if the man was praying or simply if it was some kind of odd tradition. It seemed that every time she thought she'd seen everything from men, or heard all of their tales she would see something else, or learn something new. This wasn't the place to ask and even if it were it seemed to be a private thing. She turned her eyes back to that place where she heard the man breathing. It had to be quick and soundless, or else they'd have to go a long way around.
She angled her head in the direction of the bandit they could hear and asked without asking if they planned to attack, or if he did or if she should.