Permafrost Hollows my shadow's shedding skin

Not a hunter? How did she get so grown, then, and so far without hunting? That meant she was especially hungry, then; or maybe well off, wherever she came from. Someone had to mind her, and so Indra began to look for signs of other wolf scent along with the hunting scents, and found little to support that Ruona might travel with others.

She said nothing, and let the twitch of her proud tail tell Colt things instead; mindless shifting one way or the other was an indication of something, while the twitch of the tip was another cue; they had discussed this at some point during Indra's training and the girl only hoped she got it right.

The girl marched on, acting distracted by something strong. What about somethin' small then? Methinks there's a warren here, somewhere. Smells a windin' everywhere. This was a blatant lie but she looked with a smile to Ruona, and beckoned her close with a motion of her snout, then a play-bow.

Here! You smell it? Anything to tempt her closer to the fire-coated girl, so that Colt might use the moment.