Whitefish River But it wasn't for me.

Lumiya's sudden shift was noticeable. His smile faded and the Constable was concerned with what may be ailing her. Of course, there was the evident problem of her kingdom crashing down and needing to find a new place to stay. How many loved ones have gone missing? My ears are always open, day or night. Hopefully she believed him. Ira and Speedy were kind as well but he understood that time was necessary to warm up to newer faces, and he was one she saw most often in comparison. 

They traveled in relative silence until they found the spot he was thinking of. Being as observant as she was, Lumiya seemed to be picking up on a few clues that he couldn't help but drop as they were hunting, well tracking. His worst trait. Unfortunately this is something you will do mostly on your own. Her nervously laughed, if a wolf could sweat, he was doing so by the buckets now.

Though he trusted Lumiya, he didn't like telling everyone of his disability. Not until he was fully trusting of them keeping it to themselves... something he regretted that Orlaith now knew and hoped she was not vindictive enough to tell the world and put him and Kaistleoki in jeopardy. With a soft sigh, I can't smell like you or the other wolves, I can see tracks and fur left behind, broken branches, but that's about it. And anyone with a working pair of eyes could do that.