the earth lumbers on

We'll pretend we didn't see me post from the wrong account, yep. >_>

Venturing further across the snowy expanse of stone, he thought for a moment he had found something. Twister lingered over the spot for a moment, turning in a swift circle to come back over a spot that held his interest. It was nothing more than a scent marker among many of the breadth of the wolfish border. A disappointment, but reason enough for him to move further in. If there were wolves lingering about, he hoped to spy them out first. For now, he deemed it safer to move inward, nothing hostile having come popping out from a mystery trapdoor in the stone.

Several lengths further in, he stumbled across the first trace that something had been there. None too recently, but recent enough that it gave him a better reason to pause. It had to be a trail. Something had been drug through at some point, something that had to have been left out. The snow had sullied any visual marker and left him to scratch gently across the hard pack. This was brief; he drew his attention back to where the inu and the doberman had been left behind. Barking once to gain their attention, Twister did not wait to see if they would join him. His attention now turned to the landscape ahead of them, leery of the wolves that were bound to come descending on them in time. The laboratory dogs were aware and alert, but the wolves would be as well. They had been so far.