Haunted Wood success is not given it is taken

She shadowed the shadow, who moved in the manner of spilled ink: silent and smooth, following the lay of the land. Not a paw was laid without calculation. He thought she might bore of her pursuit quickly, and when she did not, he increased the cadence of his steps, but did not comprise on his stealth. He crested a small rise, and as soon as the line of his back slipped behind the knoll he darted through the brush, perpendicular to his previous route, intent to make an arc and reverse their roles; to get behind her.