Blacktail Deer Plateau Ullaaq

Yes, she spoke to him, and the northern wolf nodded his head once in a show of his willingness to follow. Issorartuyok did not know how this dark young wolf had managed to escape her guardian figures, but he could not help the creeping feeling of having eyes trained upon him. Was the child used as a test? Was she sent to lure unsuspecting travelers into the grip of savage fangs?

The burly wolf trailed closely behind the dark child. He watched the way that she tracked her way back, the course she set for them to follow. Issorartuyok only caught the fragrance of another wolf when it was much too late to flee.

Stop, shaman. There is another wolf, the northerner declared in a rough baritone. The chocolate color of his eyes searched the immediate area but he could not find where the aroma originated.