Marcus looks down at Myth and nods (despite his knowledge that his sister will not see the motion), and then takes off after Peregard. He had not meant to follow the little one, but North is the best direction. He is no master of tactics, but he has learned how not to be seen, and for that, he needs trees. Knowing that the fox follows closely behind, Marcus holds his walking stick firmly like a weapon, prepared for any enemy the Halfling in front may stumble across.