Silver Moraine The Paths Others Have Trod

She did not speak again and yet the brief tilt of her head and she seemed ready to follow. Doing his best to recall his lessons from Kivaluk he followed the trail, nose not down to the ground but head and neck even with his shoulders so that he could catch evidence of the trail branching off and did not become too entrenched in following only one of the herd.

A brief flick of his ears in frustration when he realized that he had been on the trail of a smaller band and the main group was further on and he switched paths, taking a wider and more gently angled slope to follow the greater in number. When the scent grew stronger his steps slowed and quieted, not quite willing to reveal their approach yet.