Wilhem watches the conversation from a distance, decided not to have anything to do with Oren. When it´s clear that the party´s going to camp in this same spot, he goes to the nearby tress and start gathering dry wood.
A roar startles him. The cleric can see a large black cat, the size of a great dane, coming out of the cluster of trees at his right, almost invisible thanks to his black fur. The worst thing is, the roar didn´t come from it´s direction, but directly in front of Wilhem.
[The rest of the group is just 40 feet away from Wilhem.]