Bearclaw Valley you wouldn't make it

The new scent spiraling through the territory did not go unnoticed. It filled heavily the insides of his nostrils; as he patrolled he found the trail of it and could not find peace. It was not because it was the scent of a new wolf. This was the lure of the season, a smell that drew him whether he really wanted whatever was at the end of the rainbow or not. He was inclined to track @Ikkalrok anyway, eventually making out a dark smudge up ahead. Toad halted, unsure of what to say- and rather willed the broad woman to turn around in his mind, though he knew there was a chance he would go unnoticed and she would continue on her way.