The Sentinels One love

Wildfire made no reply, although she thought, Perhaps. Unlike many wolves around these parts, she didn't have a past full of drama and trauma. She was also friendly and trusting by nature. She certainly gave most folks the benefit of the doubt. She would extend Sorceress the same favor, unless given a distinct reason not to trust her. Innocent until proven guilty, she supposed.

The older she-wolf stopped at a snow-dusted clearing. Wildfire took that moment to peer into her face a moment and she realized with sudden and absolutely clarity that this was Osprey. No doubt about it. Those were practically Peregrine's eyes looking back at her. She dropped her gaze nearly immediately—she didn't want to disrespect Sorceress's authority here—as a smile stretched her lips.

"Well, good thing I'm becoming something of an expert tracker then!" she quipped, dropping her nose to begin sniffing around the immediate area.