The Gryffindor had downed a wit sharpening potion before exiting the castle... seeing as she had no idea the nature of any of the challenges, she figured better safe than sorry. Not to mention she cast a warming spell on herself to boot. The nip in the air. after all, only seemed to increase as she moved closer to the dark forest. Dora watched every thing around as she made her way slowly, but surely, to the edge of the treeline, pausing occasionally to see if any sound followed her. With the fog creeping in she raised her wand and ALMOST cast Lumos Maxima... but she quickly remembered that fog reflected light. Hmmm. Thinking on her feet, so to speak, she first cast a charmed breeze to see if the fog would dissipate some.

Knowing not to wait for the effects, she quickly cast the supersensory charm on herself. In the event that said fog did indeed stay put, she would at least have heightened senses before picking her way across the bramble and further into the forest. So as she took the time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, she took one step further in and paused...

The decreasing temperature and all around eerie feeling made her mind immediately go to one thing... but surely not. Well... it might not be the best spell for what she wanted to know, but the blonde girl took a step further in, taking her time to be sure that her footing was sound, and she raised her wand to cast a stealth sensoring spell. The incantations were all muttered aside from the supersensory spell, that which she cast nonverbally. Her nerves were helping her stay vigilant as she picked her path carefully and at a very reasonable and slow pace.

Now... all she could do was wait to see what was to come.