Sawtooth Spire Harvey Two-Face

Her cub soon came to her in leaps and bounds. As he looked back to the den, she shook her head. None would be there but the two of them this crisp autumn evening. Tonravik turned to a path not yet traveled by her cubs, and began to sniff at the earth. The Gamekeeper scented something already, and glanced to her son. The alpha female by then knew to be sure her son kept by her. 

And now, she nosed him into the spot beneath her nose. She sniffed at the earth again, and her ears perked forward as she observed. Scent trails often confused the boys, who could not yet follow just one... But her son would watch and learn, and one day would do as she did. This was not the last gamekeeping trip she would take him on.