wrapped in piano strings

Caroline's failure to catch the vole went uncatalogued by any but herself, for Jinx had yet to catch up with the intruding bitch. The scent she trailed at her brisk trot grew fresher, but the lone wolf managed to stay just a few steps ahead of the Silvertip Alpha. It was only a lucky glimpse of sterling silver through a lucky gap in the trees that kept the Kesuk in hot pursuit.

She lolled her tongue out of her mouth as she shouldered roughly through the trees, making no attempt now to mask her approach. The other should know she was coming.