Bram's firm hands on the wheel effectively managed the undulating terrain as the VAN's wheels pounded their way through the harsh environment. Inside, there was a lot of light conversation between the porters, but Erik's attention was elsewhere.
His gaze traveled across the countryside, looking vigilantly for any traces of the elusive Mistlynx as they went.
As the forest grew denser and dappled sunlight filtered through the overhead canopy, Thorne broke his gaze away from a side window to address Erik.
"We're nearing the Mistlynx's usual hunting grounds," he noted. "It might be best to go on foot from here. Thaids are sensitive to noise; the engine will send them running."
Erik nodded, grateful for the seasoned advice. "Good idea," he agreed, fully aware that stealth would be his ally in hunting a creature as wily as the Mistlynx.