Ankyra Sound How did you think I wouldn't guess

The morning was colder than usual, especially since she was the only one in the communal den. Maude rolled onto her stomach, standing and stretching, her teeth bared in a yawn. As she breathed, a peculiarly familiar scent filled her senses. She felt annoyance fill her stomach as she followed the scent out of the den. A bitch was in heat.

THE BITCH was in heat.

Maude muttered to herself as she trailed after @Ondine's scent. Just what was she up to now? She should be in the tunnels, not gallavanting around, distracting the males. Wasn't she the one who constantly talked about winter, winter, winter?

Hopefully the males would be too busy outside of her range to be enticed, but she couldn't make any bets. Bain would be one option; she fancied the boy didn't she? 

Maude filled her brain with fleeting fancies, but the moment @Kjalarr 's scent, entertwined with Ondine's, hit her nose, all those thoughts were flushed away. She snarled, her pace increasing tenfold towards the increasingly stronger and stronger bitch- scent. She was going to kill her.