Silvertip Mountain Food for thought

Zhavvi followed her leader even if he hadn't communicated that with her she would probably have followed him. The girl kept her nose close to the ground and her tail wagging behind her. These solve didn't even know where their prey was, they had to search for it. In her previous Khalas they would always know where the bison was. They would protect the bison, always. There would always be a group of wolves protecting them.

Zhavvi relied more on scent than on tracks, she wasn't too focus on her eyesight. So when Alpha Fitz couldn't find the tracks Zhavvi kept on trotted further through the foliage. Her tail going up once she found a scent and trailed after it. Her light footing making no noise as she walked. Not soon after a clearing opened up where there was a mother with a newborn calf. It couldn't be more than a few days old. Zhavvi instantly hunched down, disappearing in the undergrowth. She studied the mother deer. Mother deers were though. So they would probably have to take both down.