Ghost Lion Crag xxxxv. it's a waste of time

He came across her scent by accident. Rather than turn and leave the trail, Raimo moved to follow the path; lured as much by his attachment to Lote and Moonglow as to the lingering mark of Kukutux, despite his misgivings. It struck him as odd that Lote would be this far from the spine. He told himself it was for her benefit that he track her down to ascertain the reason for her dispersal — in truth he was doing it for himself, selfishly clinging on to the last vestiges of his precious story.