A gut feeling and justified wariness.

The deer-woman's pheromones, lustful messages shared through scent that fill your senses on every inhalation, make it difficult for you to concentrate, but you grit your teeth and **** yourself to do so anyway. Because you feel you must. Because, deep in your gut, you have a feeling that letting something like base lust drive you right now might be the worst mistake you could make.

So you clamp down on your desire and focus on more than just the deer-woman that had wandered into the clearing, putting your hand out and looking over your shoulder at your followers to stop them from making a move without your consent. You can see the males chafing at that silent command, but you know that their fear of what you would do to them should they disobey is strong enough to keep them from making a move regardless of how they feel. You are thankful that you decided to bring Blackmane along on this mission now, her being female making her perhaps the one with the clearest mind here of all of you.

You share a glance with her, silently flicking your eyes to the others and looking to her meaningfully to make sure she understands she needs to keep an eye on the males before you turn back towards the deer-woman in the clearing. She is still there, seemingly wandering about the open space and picking at the foliage idly as though waiting for something. That alone is suspicious, but you also realize that, as thick as her scent is in the air, she should still be able to pick up yours and the other male goblins' scent as well. As aroused as you and they are by her lustful scent, even downwind she should be able to pick up hints of your scents...and yet she remains without a hint of fear or wariness. Suspicious...very suspicious.

"Chieftain...", Blackmane starts to whisper to you but you silence her with a wave of your hand.

"I know.", you answer, knowing what she was about to say without her having to say it. This was a trap and the deer-woman was the bait.

You try and focus past the scent of the female in the clearing, focusing your senses around you, and you find, after focusing for a time, that you can hear very light breathing around you. All around you. There has to be at least a dozen others around you, you find after focusing your senses for a time, and you know that they were lying in wait for you to make a move. If you did, they would have gotten the drop on you and, more than likely, you and the others would be dead. Not the best way to start your first mission outside of the citadel, you think, and so you know that a frontal charge is out of the question.

You ponder this for a moment before finally coming to a conclusion as you nod to yourself and then look over your shoulder at the other goblins with you. You gesture for them to stay right where they are and start to move to leave your crouched position to reveal yourself but are stopped as Blackmane grabs your arm. She looks at you with fear and concern in her eyes, but you stare back at her with a hard glare and, after a moment, she releases you. While you can appreciate the sentiment, it had no place here and she most definitely had no right to stop you from doing what you would. You were the chieftain here, after all.

So you stand up from your crouched position with your hammer held in your hand and your head held high as you step into the clearing. You do so slowly and deliberately, only taking a few steps into the clearing before stopping and looking about the surrounding forest. The deer-woman has, at this point, looked towards you without surprise as you know she had known you were here the whole time, but you can tell she is puzzled as she had not expected you to come out as you were now with such calm confidence in your stance. And she most definitely wasn't expecting you to ignore her as you now were and you can tell that that irks her slightly.

Still, you pay her no mind as you look around and then slam your fist into your chest with a loud thump. "I am Minion! Dark Lord Master sends Minion and Minion's followers on mission! Beast-kin not stop us!", you call out in the common tongue with deep authority, your red eyes flashing as you glare around the clearing and into the woods, "Beast-kin trap seen through! Not catch Minion with it! Come out now! Face Minion with honor!"

You say your piece and then stand there waiting, bringing your weapon up to be held in front of you with both hands as you wait to see what the Beast-kins' reply to your words will be.