Silver Creek red sky in morning

She seemed satisfied enough with his answer to go along with it for now. Ole hadn't a clue how the man had actually survived for as long as he had, but looking back.. well, there had been quite a few near misses throughout his short life.  Maybe it had only been Witch that had kept him alive? He didn't know, but the kid was gone now so it was out of his control. @Mauti reassured him that he smelled fine, bless her heart. It brought up another tactic, however, and Ole was nothing if not in teacher mode.  "Disguisin' your scent would also help. Like if you're huntin' in the woods, roll in some leaves or mud type of thing. Just gotta get creative, yeah?" He hoped so, because in reality he was grasping at straws. What other wisdom could he impart on her?  None, and what he'd already said was likely detrimental to her learning. Ole did his best, but oftentimes his best was severely lacking. "We're gettin' closer, smell anything?" Because honestly, he didn't know another way outside of laying out every prey item for her to sniff and scent.. and that would take quite a bit of work.