Jinx's tail was flicking while a fire was made and some food prepared while she stood watch in a crouch on a rock not far from where the twins were sitting and talking. When the food was ready, Lukas called her down from her perch and she moved with the grace of a very big feline and began mildly purring when she picked up on something that they didn't catch.
It was a noise that was made by a grunt and she went after it herself and managed to pounce upon the little creature, killing it with her very sharp claws, cutting deep into the thing's jugular as she pounced. She went back to the campfire when Lukas asked her,"What happened Jinx? It sounded like you were on a rather small rat or something like it."
She answered him saying,"It was actually a damned grunt scout who thought this area was vacant but I pounced on him and cut into his damned jugular myself with both my teeth and my claws."
The twins exchanged worried looks, but they both knew that she was the best one for keeping the night watches while one of them would bring her some coffee to drink and talk with her to see if there's anything gone amiss.
As the night wore on, there was nothing more than the one dead grunt that Jinx killed. But, there were times when she thought that she heard a voice on the wind, calling her name from years gone.
The next morning found them moving on when she opted to remain behind because she knew that she could catch up with them later on that day and she did so after doing a bit of recon herself.
But, since she also has her very long black furred tail to help her keep her balance, she knew that she could keep moving upon the rooftops if she needed to keep well above any enemies.
She kept on moving, using the damned rooftops if she needed to and keeping away from larger groups of coveanent as well. She rejoined her friends the next day and they went to work trying to find the best route to do their mission.