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Dio seemed amenable, so Wildfire let him take the lead and followed in his footsteps as he headed back out toward the game trail, veering vaguely north as he had indicated previously. When he began to comb the air for scents, Wildfire took her cue to drop her head and do the same along the ground. There was nothing yet, though they were still fairly close to a part of the territory with lots of foot traffic. They would need to sweep out a bit further away from the wolves' concentrated scents before hoping to find anything.

"So what's your take on pups?" the yearling wondered quietly as they moved along through the failing light. She was personally very excited to one day do more than just feed them indirectly, to meet and even help rear them. But what about Dio?