Jade Fern Grove nevermore

Haven took it upon herself to clear away the body. Bazi grimaced at it, turned away, and scratched at the loose dirt with her rear paws. There as a brief hiss as a cloud of particles and grit fell on the nest and disappeared into the straw. She followed Haven out.

The younger wolf set to work immediately. Instead of putting her nose to the ground, she tapped into some kind of trance-like state that earned her a confused look from Bazi. The Gamma's face hovered near the ground, nostrils twitching and flaring as she sampled the thick layer of intermingling scents there. Even though it had faded considerably, the rank smell of bear was all she could concentrate on.

Before she could succumb to PTSD, Haven signalled her. Bazi raised her head and ambled over, moving slowly and with great caution. They did not know these woods as well as they had Nova Peak and Swiftcurrent Creek, and she trusted the Grove about as far as she could throw it. With a crinkled brow and fear in her eyes, Bazi confirmed what the yearling was telling her. Someone had been here - two someones, in fact, and they had left their baby behind.

Bazi indicated that she would follow with a brisk nod, touching her nose to Haven's shoulder in a show of appreciation. Leaving the new recruit to orient them, the Gamma raised her head and howled a long, low warning to the pack.

Would you like to do a roll with a 1D2 dice before your next post to steer the story? :D We have a table here that you can use. You type / roll 1d2 (without the space after the /) and submit the post

Roll a 1: The scent leads nowhere - dead end
Roll a 2: You find signs of a struggle - grey and white fur everywhere