The trail had been crossed by a snake, a bad omen to begin, but it was the lack of depth to the hoof prints in the mud that truly brought the stars to dim in Thereos eyes. Though it was still too soon to tell for certain and he would need to consult the sage that night, the lack of depth in the heel from the impression and smoothness of the print itself were concern as to the sour flavor in the dirt from the deepest parts. No centaur hooves, but those of unicorns departing the forest. An action hinted by the rise of Pegasus.

Taking pause of the forest himself, Thereos trotted about the grounds himself in search of his cohabitants only to stumble upon the group of humans observing them.

"Pegasus, Mercury, and Mars combined. A concerning sight indeed," he muttered ominously as he move beside the crowd and folded his arms across his chest.