Riptide

The two shewolves set off along the stream's edge. It was almost painfully picturesque, but Asha chose to focus instead on the frustration driving her forward. They walked quietly for a time, and she might boast later that it was her prowess and strategy at play, so they didn't scare any potential menu options they might happen across, but in truth it was just sort of comfortable. They happened upon a few okayish spots, but none seemed fit to investigate further. Finally, Cael stopped them where a broad swath of lowlands bordered the creek's edge. Asha wondered if maybe it was some sort of flood plain or something, but whatever it's origin it certainly looked muddy.

She watched Cael lift her nose to the air, and Asha did the same. The scent was faint, but it was the first trace they'd come across so far. She wasn't really keen on being outsmarted by a bunch of hogs, but... An alternate idea occurred to her, and quickly took hold. Lame, she says? Oh ho. Oh no. They'd see about that. She rolled her eyes and laughed, and then darted her eyes towards a fixed spot near the water's edge. "Did you hear that?" she whispered to Cael. Asha sniffed, and then dropped into a crouch, moving forward slowly. Creeping a pace, and then freezing again. She turned back over her shoulder to whisper again, "There's something here!"

She leaned forward and sniffed, pawing at the earth. Was something buried? She certainly hoped it seemed so.



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