if you wanna get out alive
08-22-2020, 05:57 PM
Naiche started running at even speed as her though he didn’t get overly close to the scared wolf. He had been running for a while but at that steady ground-eating pace that helped him feel more alive than exhausted. This female had been burning herself out without thought consequences if he had to guess. Her emotional state certainly suggested he was right. The cloak was added weight, possibly not much but to run for one’s life you might as well disregard anything not necessary.
Naiche slowed as she spoke then fully stopped to scent the air better. He hadn’t smelled anything that he felt was an immediate danger earlier. The young wolf gave it a few seconds focus to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, ears straining but, where was the danger?
The wheat-colored wolf chased after the lady, “What is following you? I don’t smell anything behind you. You should rest or you won’t be able to fight.” She wasn’t acting logically which is what happened when fear was allowed to consume you. Naiche could have left her but it was a puzzling thing with no true sign of danger. This smaller wolf reeked of her fear it was a disgusting scent that didn’t belong on any wolf. So long as it was no threat to him, and the path was not heading farther from than the pack land then there was no concern with seeing if she just needed a reminder to be sensible.