Mount Apikuni run in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies

paws splashed into the creek, startling an unseen vole that burst from the cover of reeds and sped back up the bank. gaze flickered briefly to it, but was distracted soon enough by seeking out more like it by the approaching footfalls of another, a flicker of wolfscent. 

salmon tongue flicks across her lips briskly as she recognizes the approaching figure of Wraen, manoeuvring back up the bank even though some part of her wishes to allow her forepaws to linger in the coolness. but never deeper, never too far in, not anymore. "I was restless,"  she answers honestly, auds flickering as a fly drones by on her left.  "thought there might be better chance at prey, out here." she wonders if she knows. if Rannoch's shared what she told him - he has the right to, yet she wonders just how one spreads to news of a murderer.