Larksong Grotto taken away to the dark side

Right, lead the way. That was easy enough to do, or so Pasha thought. "OK!" he chimed in loudly, no doubt probably still in earshot of their escaping party. And he bounded forward with youthful ease, hot on the trail of where he thought the wolf had been. Though as he pushed his way into the underbrush of the watery locale, he found that their scent diminished greatly. Alright, so they were paying hide and seek then, that was fair. Pasha had played this a time or two with his siblings, though he didn't know whether or not he was a master seeker or hider by any stretch of the imagination.

Testing the air with questionable intent, Pasha moved on. They had to be around here somewhere, right? He searched at length for what was probably no more than a couple of minutes, though to him they felt like slow hours dragging on and on. And finally, the spot where they had been came to him. Bingo. "Here!" he said, though it didn't really matter whether or not they were there. They had been there, and that was a start.