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Jacques glances at his sword. Not much more than a cattle-prod against that creature he thinks. He takes a look at the others. He was more used to following orders than making decisions and right now he felt that Keane was the most experienced soldier on the field. So he decides to keep close to Pale, but follow Keanes lead if he does anything.
 

Pale Jaguar crouched down at the base of a tree and scooped up a handful of damp earth then sniffed it. The soil was not as pungent smelling as the mud of the rain forest, but at least it would help cover up her scent. If the lizard-like beast was anything like a Jaguar, her decoy would not fool for that long especially if it was able to track her movement by scent. If that was the case, then she knew that Jacques and her would be doomed considering that failed to protect herself by asking the spirits to grant her protection from being tracked animals.

She sighed, as she rubbed the dirt onto her forearm. I only I asked spirits for the magic that needed to avoid that a creature.. She glanced up at Jacques, who seemed to be preoccupied by his own thoughts on the situation. She wondered if he felt as isolated as she did, or if he regretted having to flee as much as she.

She glanced at the distant creature and bit her lip, she knew that it was trying to gat a clear bearing on her scent The feeling of dread was beginning to get to her. She did not have access to many magical prayers that she could defend herself with, especially one which she could use from a safe distance. The situation was getting to her.

She wanted to speak with someone in her adopted tongue, she wanted to express all her thoughts without limiting it to the Spanish words she remembered. She wanted to speak with her companions without relying on someone to translate her ideas from a language she slowly re mastering. More importantly, she wanted to alleviate the fear she had of becoming some nameless creature's meal....

She gave Jacques a reassuring smile, hoping that he wouldn't have noticed the slight panic she was feeling, then quietly asked, "Is anything wrong?" She glanced down, "I hope nothing is bothering you.."
 
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'Tracking by movement', my butt! That thing is smelling us! Keane curses mentally as the truth dawns on him. Now everything's up to whether the Rex prefers his standard, well-known prey or is into experimental exotic cuisine. Great.

If the great Scourge of the North - the mighty Razorback - was any indication, the Teleforce rifle alone wouldn't be enough to stop this dino, not nearly enough. And though he had gone hand-to-claw with Razorbacks more than once before, Keane didn't particularly desire to repeat that feat with this 'Jaws-on-legs'. Well, at least its hunched-over stance combined with its sheer size would make it possible for him to attack the body itself, if neccessary, while hindering the beast by limiting its maneuverability the denser the forest became.

Without taking his eyes of the Rex he begins to slowly back up, relying on the armor sensors to not bump into trees or any other obstacles.
 

The Rex stomps about the clearing bending down in a few places smelling at your earlier tracks then sniffs at the air again.

He begins slowly approach your direction, but doesn't seem to have seen you yet.
 


Pale Jaguar watched the creature as it paced around in the clearing then noticed how it kept walking past Vela as it followed the trails created by the group's previous movement. She then realized that her decoy wouldn't work for very long. She then sighed realizing that she may had to do something that would be extremely risky in order to drive away the creature.

In spanish, "Jacques help me gather sticks and leaves so I can make a small fire. The smoke may help us."
 

Keane keeps walking backwards, though he veers off the path the others have taken in order to avoid leading the Rex to their scent trail, too.
 

"And I imagined to die with a blade in my heart" Jacques mutters quitly in french. He nods to Jaguar and says in english to Mykael. "Twigs. Gather. She plans to make fire." Jacques gets to it himself too.
 

"The creature cannot see very well. It is tracking by scent alone." Mykael hears Jaques request...... and stared at him dumbfounded for a moment. "A fire? Why?...... The reason smacked him across the face, "Oh yes, good idea!" Mykael begins to assist in gathering materials that put off more smoke than fire.
 

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