There was a lot of blood and the smell of it pulled at its body like fishooks in every cell of its being.
Contrary to popular myth the ability to have an acute sense of smell often hindered as much as it helped. In a clear environment it would have of course been able to smell the cooking food but the air was saturated with blood. Thick with the stench of raw meat and gore.
Orchid could smell nothing beyond it.
Mercifully Rhidian asked if it could climb and with a shaking of its head it was able to come back to the moment where it gave Rhidian a look of playful contempt
"Of course I am."
Without much hesitation it picked a slim but tall tree and gifting itself clawed hands was able to scurry up it without difficulty. Eyes adjusted to the dark spied from the perch as it scanned the area like an owl looking for a mouse.
There was a glint of something upwind and it knew it was the camp Rhidian suspected to find.
"There is a fire, small but not far."
Sparing a moment it took in the stars and moon, confirming to itself that they were still heading in the general right direction.
Mercifully they were.
The hooks of hunger gripped it's body again.
It needed to eat soon and it would prefer to not to eat Rhidian. It was beginning to appreciate him.
It climbed back down slowly.
"This way."
Was all it said as it began to drive a path through the brush with a certain impatient irritation that came when the hunger upon it.