Jade Fern Grove Sometimes it burns

Eyes narrowed at the wolf's brief response. For a moment longer she stared as though piecing things together, but then turned away from him.

Paws carrying her back the way she had come from with an eye lingering on the wolf, nothing more would be said on her end.

Quickly she would take her leave. Scents of wolves were strong here, and it seemed that her suspicions had been correct. They would have to walk a bit further.