A place for you

Banshee did not feel awkward with Sirius, she never had. The male was blunt and strong which was nice in comparison to the manipulative nature of the Kleins. She was not fond of flattery but to show your worth with what you do. Intelligence and strength were prized in the yearling's mind. Which was why she was working at her own skills to improve upon herself. Nevertheless, as Sirius nosed towards the hot springs Banshee allowed her attention to follow. Baby blue eyes remained narrowed as she scanned the region with interest. The scent would presumably be easy to track unless the Bobcat would lose them in the mess of pools yonder. "A Bobcat is the last thing either pack needs with all the pups soon to come."

Careful steps were made forward as Banshee dipped her head downward. She examined the paw prints and inhaled the feline's aroma. Banshee wasn't the greatest tracker but the scent was thick enough to make their job easy. Tossing a look back at Sirius the babe spoke up once again, "It shouldn't be difficult to track 'em." She then began to move through the grass with eyes flicking from the prints to the wilderness with high alert. Bobcats were a smaller feline but still very vicious and often aggressive. She'd be ready for an attack at any moment while maintaining pace with her Alpha.

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