Lost Creek Hollow Integral

Amazing the difference a bit of height made.  Treason had dropped fully back onto the flat ground and hadn't seen a sign of what Nunataq had.  She was figuring they'd be continuing on their way and even looked farther down the route, expecting the youth to get bored when she growled and drew Treason's attention swiftly back.  Her ears flicked forward attentively, as she looked first to Nuna, then the way she was looking.  But again, not really a clue from there.

Obviously she'd seen something, but it wasn't exactly easy for her to interpret whether it was a danger, oddity, or dinner from the lack of words -- but she was leaning towards one of the first two, generally you didn't growl at dinner.  Treason would certainly prowl along behind, though.  At the very least she was good backup for whatever Nunataq had seen, and it was kind of improper for her (both as a fully fledged adult and a leader) to just let her run off on her own into questionable circumstances.  Treason was following, attentive to their surroundings, watching for anything suspicious.