Whitewater Gorge And now I’ve finally brought you inside

Someone had picked up her scent. Not long after further exploring the ravine, she too, caught theirs. Slowly, she straightened. Raising her head a little higher, ears sitting fully erect. Ever on the lookout. Scanning. Searching. Unsure of whether or not the other wolf was ahead of her or some ways behind, she reverted to the most basic of instincts.

In her wake she left a fresh scent marker. For them to follow or to ignore was of their choosing. For good measure, she whuffed several times. Calling out just loud enough to forewarn them of her location should they be close by.