Vedette only made a face when she heard the count of Ulbarich taking care of the bandit. The sound was particularly gross, but she composed herself quickly enough and moved when Ulbarich signalled all of them. Vedette's eyes darted upwards as they began moving. She was happy watching above, but part of her wondered how many bandits would be up in the trees when there was a promise of a warm fire waiting for them below. Vedette didn't need the warmth of the fire. Of all of them she was the most comfortable in the snow. She kept to stepping where Ulbarich stepped and turned every now and then to check behind as they made their way along.
Vedette would have have approached the camp this way if she were alone. Flying had the added benefit of not being expected until she was upon them. She would have swooped in and froze the entire camp and then proceeded to pick them off one at a time as they tried to escape. Of course, that was similar to what Ulbarich had planned. Just, different. She would have come from above. She liked his plan.
She just wasn't used to working with such a group of men.
Her eyes darted from tree to tree, to high wall of the abandoned temple. Where were the look outs?