No fear allowed

A snort was given as Naiche told her to slow down. The bear had a head start. They needed to catch up. She didn't slow down but she also didn't speed up which was her initial reaction. Even her ego could realize the mistake in that course of action. She wanted to scare a bear. She didn't want to be dead.

Up, up, up they went. She could still faintly smell the old scent of the Hallows wolves as she passed certain rocks. They were so far away now. Indy was so far away now. No. She couldn't think about that. Not now. She had a job to do. Sad thoughts would have to wait.

They'd made it to the top of the falls. Asla looked back to make sure Naiche was behind her. Only then did she begin to pick her way across the ice floes towards the brown bear which was simply wading through. The young wolf didn't have time to be wet and cold. The path of the bear was veering to the west so their job was almost done. Hell, they didn't even have to finish crossing the river, really. Standing on a chunk of ice, she looked back to Naiche again. "If we keep going, there's a path down on the other side. Or we could turn back." She'd leave the decision up to him. In the meantime she watched the bear disappear into the trees, heading west and away from Abaven.