Sleeping Dragon Blood in the cut

Wildfire followed the trail to a tree, sniffing around it with noted frustration. The trail was fading, the Skayona had noticed, but she didn't say anything to the far more experienced tracker. Good thing too, because after a few moments the Bandrona was barking to grab her attention. Portia followed-- straight to the little vermin.  

The closest Portia had ever come to angry was when she was telling her mother she was leaving home-- and that was over a year ago. So, it wasn't surprising that she didn't get nearly as vocal as Wildfire had. The fiery trapper flung herself forward with little warning, and with a surprised yip Portia took off a few pawsteps behind her, instead opting to go around the side, in case the little beast bolted.