Frostfire Ridge the two of us,

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Imaq continued along her abstract path, following the faded scents of the fox -- assuming it must live somewhere in the immediate area based on all the overlapping scents that wound through the trees -- completely ignorant to the fact that another hunter had entered the woods opposite and was now running down the very same target she was stalking. 

She happened along the rust-pelted canid's burrow just moments before it burst onto the scene in a panic. Not knowing Laurel was only heartbeats behind it, Imaq startled slightly and then lunged towards the poor, confused bastard -- who yipped a scream of fear as the she-dog blocked its escape into the den and began to chase him back in the direction he'd come from. Apparently in his panic, it was confused and had forgotten about the other she-wolf that had been pursuing him originally.