Arias, being the canine hybrid he is, was walking around the forest before catching a strange, unfamiliar scent. It smelled like another hybrid.. perhaps a/an (animal)? He decided to so sneakily follow the scent, a skill he was very good at most of his life—it came easy to him at this point. After less than three minutes he found that (animal) hybrid. They thought they were hiding good. It was definitely a/an (animal)- (optional) a child. He’d bend down behind them, the (animal) being crouched down in/behind a bush. “That’s not the best hiding spot if you’re hiding from something.” he’d so bluntly speak with a soft smirk.