Lost Creek Hollow Integral

She wasn't spotting anything right off the bat.  What had been so interesting? Hm.  No scents that seemed ominous.  Then Nuna froze and Treason also came to a halt, following the direction she was looking.  Oh, dinner it was, then?  Okay, so they had a differing vocabulary.

Treason had a minor advantage as far as camouflage went but was certainly a more imposing figure that probably canceled out her ability to be looked over from the hare's perspective.  She moved slowly, cautiously, but Nunataq was up front by a few paces so it wasn't like she could just pick a path and try -- that was on the younger wolf's shoulders unless she just stood there like a rock.  At some point, though, regardless of how quickly or slowly they moved, the hare was likely to have a change of heart and take off.  It was just a matter of time in Treason's eyes.

If she could actually communicate, Treason would go find a place to cut the hare off, but this was just a giant guess.  If she positioned one way, chances were Nuna would chase it the other.  That was just the way things went.