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As Wildfire explained the subtle signs, Freyja licked her lips clean and listened. As savagely as she had eaten, she took in the information in this manner.

As she was beckoned, the Fesiripa pushed herself onto her paws and fell alongside Wildfire. When she was shown the evidence, she let out an intrigued “Oh!” as she crouched down to turn towards the leader.

But, despite how neat it was to see such proof, a concern overcame her. “Is it easy to mistake a sign with the wrong scent trail?” Her brows rose in that moment and she looked to her mentor to the answers she needed.