Moonspear say a few words to the winds

It frustrated Alya that her ploy had not worked, but then, she should not have expected it to. Her mother was as wily a creature as the Cerberus was. It looked as though she would have to rely on skill rather than machinations.

Still, it was not as though Amekaze left her without clues. Sound and movement drew the young girl's eyes in several directions, and Alya determined that her mother was not staying still. That's the easy part, she thought unhappily, putting her nose to the ground and trying to trace her mother by scent once more. It was difficult to pay attention to all her senses at once, but she was getting better about putting together one or two different cues at a time. Now, she heard her mother straight ahead and detected her scent more intensely.

"Got you!" Alya said, pouncing forward and hoping to land on ink-black fur.