Moonspear moonlight start

Along with Charon and presumably his group, there were a few other scents sprinkled here and there -- some older, some newer. Probably a place of steady enough traffic, she reasoned, but it was likely to decrease the further in elevation she climbed. Such was the nature of a mountain.

She delved deeper into the shadowy darkness. A stark contrast against the night ahead caught her eye and it lined up with a vague scent or two she'd found. She approached, unhesitating and undaunted by his superior size, although her ears slicked back at the sound of his voice. It was sharp and unecessary against the otherwise quiet of the night.

Amekaze slid into his proximity, lurking closer slowly. Although she did nothing to specifically hide herself besides blend naturally, she did not announce her presence besides stare intently at him and attempt to get a good read on his scent. He was digging, but for what? She'd let him find her and she didn't doubt he would -- so long as he extended any awareness past the ends of his fur.