Raven's Watch of endless possibilities controlling 935

if they did not find their quarry then kukuvrak would have to find his blood elsewhere. he would not wish to return to the horde without something to offer—and he knew that failure would insert doubt in to issitoq which the tartok band could not afford.
the moraine gave way to marsh, to salted wind, and with each mile crossed the wolf grew more agitated. he returned to intercept his kill-sister once, twice; and on the third time their paths intercepted, there was a dogged focus to the woman that ignited kukuvrak with excitement.
black hawk was more direct as she asserted herself. the tartok man was keen to do the same, but tactically it would suit them better if he could sever any escape route. he did not know this area—but he would climb and race to support, as he would in any other sort of hunt.
he heard the voice of black hawk, stunned that she would waste any time to speak and not simply kill.
he intended to worm his way up and around, and whether that was successful or not depended on the target's attention being undivided; so perhaps black hawk was doing the right thing, but if instead the woman bolted, he would hopefully be ready with his body and his teeth.