The pack follows Matthew through the park, the torch guiding the way, the sounds of their footfalls and the burning of the limb the only sounds to be heard, other than the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. Matthew notices small, tell tale clues of their preys whereabouts. Odd scrapes halfway up tree trunks, the occasional silk strand from one tree to the next, and at one point the Seekers come to a spot where there is a wide berth of the leaves. Its a trail about 5 feet wide, and displaced dirt is definitely indicative of something being dragged through the forest.
Aaaaaaaand one last roll folks. Roll perception, with form bonuses.