Swiftcurrent Creek just follow the smell

For Lecter. :) I had Bazi follow the smell - I hope that's OK.

No sooner had her new leaders departed than Bazi faced a new problem. Following the scent of blood was all well and good with a functioning nose, but Bazi's was still significantly impaired from whatever event had caused her black-out. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine the scent. Fresh blood smelled metallic, and.. warm? The yearling shook slaver from her jaws; she hadn't been able to distinguish hunger from fear until now. What about old blood? Musty, less metallic, and a bit ... off. Unless Lecter was a walking carcass, this was going to take all night - no wolf could smell so acutely of old blood that they were instantly traceable. He must double as a cache manager, Bazi decided. That was the most logical explanation - it wasn't the actual medic that smelled, but his job, and all she had to do was locate the winter cache and wait there. Satisfied with this explanation, Bazi padded into the heart of the creek, senses working hard to pick out the scent of pack mates in the darkness.

But she didn't find any caches. Only a long, winding scent trail that even her crippled nose could not miss, and it smelled strangely like walking death.