Deepwood Weald penny for my thoughts, I deserve a dime

They two began to head deeper into the woods, Lyra's nose twitching all the while. The woman beside her had a wild scent that overpowered Revui's distant trail, but she was certain he was heading this way anyway. She would find it again once she had gained some sort of information from the other, which didn't seem to be a lot so far. Her flat voice sounded, asking a question, and Lyra nodded. "Yes. Recently attacked by a member of another pack. I fixed him up, but the fool decided running off again was a better idea." She gave an annoyed huff.