Altar of Twilight Eyes that fire and sword have seen

Mal didn't really know what he was looking for.  Maybe if one was bleeding profusely he'd be able to spot it, or was hobbling around especially visibly but he definitely didn't know what subtle things to look for.  His practice had been more in-the-moment -- chase a thing, if it screws up, you can catch it, otherwise you're out of luck.  It was a very unscientific way to do things.  Mal was the wolf equivalent of someone who either dropped out of school very early or go "homeschooled" by someone who didn't actually teach, take your pick.  Maybe? I dunno, he hissed, sounding a little frustrated because he honestly just had no clue.  He probably should, but he was kind of impatient just from his lack of knowledge.  Maybe he could kind of see?  But he would rather just randomly chase and hope things worked -- that's how people hunted, right?  Maybe there was a reason most of what he'd eaten recently was found already dead.