Ssryn slid silently along the road ahead of the group, her upper body swaying slowly from side to side as the sinuous coils of her powerful tail propelled her forward. Patches of midday sun broke through the shadows of the trees now and then, gleaming on her olive-scaled skin. Normally, she would have preferred to wind between the trees and stay out of sight as she watched for dangers to the group; but the impending cooling of the evening compelled her to catch as much of the warm sunlight as she could before the forest blocked it off entirely.
She hadn't been thrilled with the group's consensus to move northward... with winter coming, the increasing cold would be a challenge for her to deal with. She really didn't relish the idea of being forced into brumation should temperatures drop below freezing, but should it come to that, she supposed she could part ways with the others. It was profitable enough, and interesting enough, to stay with them for now, however... and besides, if the overgrown winged lizard was willing to brave the chill, then she certainly could also.
Thinking about it still made her awfully cranky, but the mountains were getting closer, and shelter, or at least a warm fire to curl up near was on the horizon. For now, her movement and the noonday sun kept her plenty warm, fast and sharp.
Her wide-set, unblinking golden eyes shifted as she looked about, and her long, forked black tongue darted restlessly, tasting the air as she cruised along, alert to any changes that might precede a threat. She was a fair way ahead of the others, but easily within shouting distance, even with her poor hearing, and she was confident that if they stopped for some reason, she would instantly know about it.