Redsand Canyon Stomping Grounds young and Old

[ooc]Meant to post this Nov 28 so back dateing to the night after she past through Raven's watch

edit on Dec 20th editing some scent work detail to make it more realistic

Night was deep as the midnight black female continued her travels east across the great Teekon wilds, She kept her maw parted slightly as though she carried something of great value though what she carried could barely be seen itself. Whrist found herself criss crossing the vague scents of wolves she had come to know well. She paused and took in the magnificence of her packs previous stomping grounds, though she had never been here before she felt like she had some claim to this space.

Her tail flipped up high over her back she had not realized how long ago the pack had left, she had the scent as the grand master memorized deep in her bones as this was one scent faint as it was she could loose as she trailed the Grandmasters scent and found even more faint scents most she could place

some scents were harder to detect and would be harder to place should she meet these wovles later, The weather had been kind to the scent trails and had remained clear and calm in this area,

she could tell by the dryness in the dirt that entered her muzzle, it has not rained in this area for a while. She snorted carefully several times to moisten the area around her muzzle a trick she learned to help draw more scent to her nares, She continued making this snorting noise and soft exhalations while continuing her scenting

She committed each and every scent she could to memory those that did not have a face for the scent yet would soon if she could help it.

She continued her search scenting out everything finding old dens and even an old cache by chance. All this time, The female had been traveling with something gently held in her jaws, keeping her maw parted to let it breathe. She set the now soaked baby raven down, it having got wetter and wetter as she had snorted her way though the old territory, and the thing hopped close to her leg as if it were afraid to be out of her jaws.

Whrist ignored it as she went to work pulled up  the cache and ate from it, it was well within her right as this was her packs old territory. She shared some with the raven if only by not eating what fell from her mouth.

With her belly full she and a quick nap, Whrist picked up the creature that had nestled into her thick neck ruff and continued the exploration lead by her nose, wondering if anyone dared  to come here. Some had as there were fresher scents which she had pointedly ignored, With that thought though she kept an ear out for any intruders upon her search, so she would not be caught completely off guard this night.[/ooc]