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Nantahala nodded, understanding the answer and seamlessly falling into her role as a mentor. 

Alright, sweet, this will be fun! she said, then hesitated as she thought of the ways that Rodyn had taught her to hunt. There had always been an open dialogue between them, and she wondered how this would work when her cousin never spoke. Would Akmaaksi be able to communicate everything silently? There was only one way to find out. 

She cleared her throat and carried on. 

Sniff the air—can you smell the mouse? If you do, can you show me which way you think the smell is coming from?