Cedar Sweep so close, but so far away

"Well, well, well," Clover hummed as she weaved through the cedars as she pursued the wolf whom she believed was Jarilo, "It looks like I didn't have to wait too long to see you again." Surprise and delight were evident in her voice. She was all too lovestruck to realize that it wasn't Jarilo's scent that she was tracking.

"It's so good to see you Ja—" she paused mid-sentence as she spotted Charon's silhouette along the scent-trail, and realized it was another wolf from Moonspear who was also in the sweep. "Aw shit," she grumbled, her giddy trot stopping suddenly as her expression turned sour. Clover had no idea how to recover from her blunder, and so she just stood there and stared at whoever she had mistaken for Jarilo.