Blackfeather Woods cyfrifo

A warmth of her sucess arose inside her, for she had gained on her quarry with considerable effort from her behalf. The gold parting the shadows and darkness lended as a beacon. Oh gods...how would she even begin to tackle the beast she followed. His retort reached her autumn aubs and made her think, who could they be keeping here, and why have they sent these wolves to fech the mysterious captive. 

The woman opted to stay quiet, she can question him later, and kept pressing after the male, ensuring herself that she can outlast him. She could try, atleast.