You Ain't Nothing But A Hound Dog

Natha nodded at Sedna's added wisdom and she started scoping along the banks. Her nostrils flared as she checked for scents and unusual markings in the mud. She frowned. "No scents or signs of a struggle so far." She assumed if Malalia had bee abducted she'd have fought back but there were no traces of someone trying to climb out of the water, no fur, no blood. "I don't know enough about plants. If someone wanted to take her could she have been drugged?" Then the perpetrator could take her through the water without signs of a struggle and any blood would just be washed away. She wondered to if there were drugs that could make a wolf more pliable to persuasion. Could someone have simply asked or lured her away to another location and taken her then?

Natha sighed as she worked her way to the falls. Maybe when they got to Abaven they'd find something useful though she was skeptical they'd find Malalia's scent near Abaven's borders unless there had been some interpack training she wasn't aware of. Abaven had no reason to kidnap one of their own. And of course this all hinged on her being abducted in the first place.

"I have heard tale of nomadic slave traders. I can't help but wonder if they got to her though I simply hope she just wandered off much farther than usual, maybe got a bit turned around."