EVENT: Mysterious Tracks

Golden eyes peered out across an expanse of white barred by the blackened shapes of leafless trees.  Natha's journey had taken her into the lands of Boreas but she was confident the signs were leading her toward what she sought.  She would find and take a fang from the dragon Helgard, she would take her fancy of the treasures he was said to hoard, material and intellectual alike and then she would finally have her answer.  The cat scowled lightly.  She'd show that old wise woman exactly who she was messing with.  

Getting to her feet the lynx set out across the snow, her thick coat and large paws making her a natural fit for a wintery terrain.  Her quarry was rabbits but as she followed the tracks of one she began to see it overlap with others, coons and fox.  At first she supposed a fox had found the trail and given chase after the rabbit but the coon was odd and-

Natha froze, her fur standing up on end as she eyed an unfamiliar set of tracks far larger than that of the bears she'd seen in the area.  Her nostrils flared as she tried to decipher the scent.  Her tufted ears twitched as she saw two wolves, a dark one and a light one.  Well now… wasn't this portentous?  She didn't make a habit of working with wolves but they would compliment each others senses, her eyesight and her hearing matched with a wolves sense of smell would be a mighty hunting force indeed.  Not to mention added protection should their quarry be aggressive.  Not that she really needed to track the beast, a sensible creature would flee but she was a feline and while curiosity may have killed the cat it was satisfaction that brought it back.  Besides, she was on a quest of the mythical variety.  She didn't dare let a sign like this go univestigated.

She approached the canines with a smooth and confident gait.  "You two!  Wolves!  Did you see what took place here?"