Ravensblood Forest Throughout Hushed time

There was a brightening to her countenance when he spoke, but she didn't return his greeting other than a gesture of hello. Then she motioned for him to follow her to the floor, sniffing.

Ah so maybe she doesn't speak. Was his only thought. So he nodded and did as she wanted.

He bent forward, body sliding easily back into a hunter's crouch. Yellow eyes searching, searing the gloom of the forest and its shadows. And he followed the scent he'd been seeking, though he veered towards the small scent of deer. There were two of them, they could at least stake them out and see if they were comfortable chasing them. If not he could also smell, weasel and other ermine's in the vicinity.