Deepwood Weald Little weasels with tails of white

Heph was glad to see Rodyn looked well and he had already had some success. But the other wolf always seemed ready enough to hunt with her and she was glad for the company and skill that accompanied his presence. Her tone was almost playful but there was some small amount of seriousness that underscored that she was genuinely looking forward to seeing what could be found. "Well then let's see how many more are unlucky enough to be about." Heph grinned in turn and then let her head move about in a search for the strongest scents. The location was indeed a good one for hunting the small creatures plenty of places to make dens and she thought she might have spotted some running water a decent distance away, but close enough that they would have access to freshwater. With those overlapping trails of scent it took her a moment before she recognized a pair that seemed stronger than the others and leading to a location that was close by. Her tail wagging in anticipation she tilted her head in the direction and began a quiet stalk in that direction, trying to better refine her understanding of her prey's position as she neared them.

sorry for the late reply my muse is struggling a bit >.<