Ouroboros Spine fall (ghost synth)

The pup was distraught, pointing to the red splash of color against the leaves. The warrior glanced over her shoulder with curiosity, eyeing the place where the weasel had been. The young girl was rather upset that she had lost her prize, and Foxfur did not wish to tell the pup that she would not see it again. There was a better chance to learn from the vole that had slipped into the leaves.

Can you still smell it? Foxfur asked her softly, his nose lowered to the ground so that he could sniff at the scents there. If you can smell it, you will be able to find it again.

The weary wolf smiled to the child and nodded his head for her to try.