Emberwood awebo

Lucius could smell blood on the wind, but it didn't smell like prey. He was close to Belen, though he had no way of knowing it, lounging in the shade of a tree. The day was hot and his travels had been long — he meant to find @Inkeri soon.

The smell of the blood made the grayscale coyote rise, shaking out his thin pelt. He would follow the smell until he found the lump that was Belen laying there, and he called out anxiously, a fair distance away, "H...hello? Are you okay over there?"