its just bee-zness

Eligos had his nose to the wind, seeking out the faint sweet scent of a honey hive. He wasn't a hunter by trade, and though he was competent enough to feed himself, he had not put a particularly great deal of time into training his ability to track and wasn't confident in his ability to find something as subtle as the scent of a hive. He hesitated, glancing at his team thoughtfully. They weren't a team he would have chosen for himself for this venture, but he had to hope that they would pull through for him. He wasn't particularly pleased with trusting a atranger to help him in a contest, but at least it wasn't something particularly important. All they had to lose was pride. His ears pricked as movement over the stranger's shoulder caught his eye. Was that a honeybee?