Redhawk Caldera My mind put to motion

He took the yip behind him as a sign that she was playing along. Peregrine didn't bother glancing over his shoulder, though. He galloped out toward the plain, then abruptly veered back toward the trees of Haunted Wood. As he steered to his right, he caught sight of Nadie out of the corner of his eye. She was right behind him.

Digging in his heels, he launched into the forest, quickly locating one of the many deer trails that wound through the trees. He slowed a little, letting Nadie gain on him. Instead of speaking, he then gave her a signal that clearly said, "Keep an eye out!" He scanned the woods himself, though primarily he relied on his nose, which he tipped into the air. There were several scents to sift through, many of them fresh and promising.

"This way," his silent body language said in the next moment, black tail flicking in a silent order for Nadie to fall into step behind him and follow. He then began creeping off the well-worn path, slinking into the brush, the scent of a wild pig hot in his nose.