Champy fords his way up the bank and out of the dried up river bank.
Leaving behind the trail of the group you were following you travel on for several more hours.
The woods grow thickly about you, and your fungal companion makes slow but steady progress. Silvi continues to rove about, somewhat mindlessly. She returns one time, silently handing you a brace of conies.
By mid-afternoon the trail has grown tight; Silvi returns suddenly, tugging on Eldan's sleeve. About a hundred feet off the path you she points out several dessicated corpses, apparently a wolf pack.