Noctisardor Bypass [raid] Come and fly away with me

After warning the others that Mahler was potentially headed toward them, she began to snake her way further into Rivenwood, following the set of tracks he had left behind. He had appeared suddenly, with the force of a chinook wind; she would not be caught off guard again. 

Her ears flicked, and she surveyed her surroundings studiously, her gaze hawkish. Still- she was enjoying this. She squatted and left behind patches of yellow snow, rubbed her muzzle against trees, and scuffed her feet against the ground so that the scent of Ursus might haunt them even after the wolves left. 

Still, she wanted to find the brown-eyed Laurel. She'd yet to boast a wound from their raid, aside from the smarting of one hip that Mahler had run into. So if any others crossed her path before she made her way to Laurel, she'd decided she might have to make a bit more of a firm impression. 

She caught the scent of another Rivenwood wolf- and began to pursue it in hopes of tracking down her victim.

She wouldn't have to rove far, carefully, until the pieces began to fit together. Mahler's trail led her deeper into the woods. The man's mind changed, as did his path. Within moments, the game would take a turn- she'd find Mahler's scent again, as he doubled back. Arielle called out- and Æsilfír would respond to the call.