Arrow Lake bring it to your mouth, and pass beyond your lips

Casually invading your thread; feel free to see this as a cameo if you wanna ignore her, but obvs open to attack as per the rules for trespassing! She's sneaky but they know their territory better after all.

The girl didn't go very far after departing from Ingram's company, even if she'd meant to. After an hour of hiking (during which she was on-edge and expecting the pounding of hooves to meet her ears again) she'd climbed up one side of the canyon wall and somehow gotten turned around. It was there, in the dim light of the early evening, that she saw a trick of the light - a shimmering - which she did her best to ignore; it sent a shiver down her spine as she turned from it, and it felt like there were eyes watching her as she veered back along the ridge towards where she'd left the boy.

Sullen, she tracked him. It didn't take long for Inka to catch his scent or to trail him through the winding trails, although he made better time than she did. When she eventually spotted him again she knew she should be careful - the air was ripe with the scents of other wolves (and no horses, thank god), which meant she might've been crawling across a claim. The spider was skilled when it came to lurking in the dark or sneaking around but she knew she was taking a risk by chasing after Ingram now — this pack would not take kindly to her visit if she was found out.

But she thought of that shimmering figure. That feeling deep in her bones -- there was something ethereal here in the mountains and she could not avoid it. The dead only came to her when they had messages to convey, and this one appeared to be tied to the boy.