Gyrfalcon's Keep He walked down a busy street staring solely at his feet

Thyra hadn't been given specific details on where to go, or how long to look for Asvoria- but knew that in a few short days, her mother would likely hunt her down, and figure out where they should go. But when she caught her former packmate's scent on the breeze, her features brightened. While she'd felt little inclination to find Asvoria so she might please her mother, she was quite pleased with herself for having come across her scent, so fresh in the area. 

She howled. Her heart leapt in her chest to think that she might have found Asvoria again. She had to be within earshot, she thought- but with the breeze swirling around the hilltop, she couldn't pinpoint her exact location. She meandered this way and then that- looking out into the distance, and wondering if Asvoria was further into the woods, or toward the mountain region. What she lack in tracking skills, she made up for in common sense- if Asvoria heard her call, she should stay put, until her friend found her.