Moonspear let none be the noose

It took her a little time, but soon the trail began to warm up slowly. She had been honing her tracking skills rather viciously lately, so maybe she was just feeling fresh and confident in them when it came to this mountain. Soon, she sped up, climbing higher onto the slopes and finding one that lined up with his. With mountaineering skills like her own, she moved with care and grace, even as she gained speed to get closer and closer to him.

She came up behind the wolf she sought and whuffed softly. Not knowing how he was, personally, she couldn't say much else. All she did know was that she smelled him around as she always did but she was often occupied with something, namely growing into a different role as she learned along the way what was bound to work and what wasn't. "Long time no see," she offered, although it hardly felt appropriate for the gravity of how she truly felt. The bear disaster didn't count to her. He was perhaps her oldest friend, and for him, nothing should have held her back as it did.