Bitterroot Valley they did not stop to think they died instead

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Revokhul's sleep lasts hardly a minute before he hears through the woods the sound of crashing paws on snow, an anguished cry following. He bolts upright immediately, his ears straining and heart rate racing. His first instinct is there is someone about to attack him, but the noises continue past him well into the forest.

He inhales sharply and debates following. Once his heart beat stops skipping he is on his way after the visitor. Her paw prints are easy to follow and Revokhul grows more anxious the closer he gets. It could be a trap, he thinks and then his rational mind counters she could be hurt - the string of thought that follows urging him to speed up his pace so he catches up to her.