Discoveries and more

At his question, he watched her reaction to the blood. Was she frightened of the slavers? Probably, he knew the sort. He had even punished a few for trying a piece of his Angel while Ultyr wasn't looking. He had caught them in the act and swiftly ended their lives. No one touched what was his. He didn't recall this slaver's blood in particular just knew it was one of his father's cronies. Probably an easy turn to work for him.

But her gaze lingered on the fur poking out of her book. He couldn't help but grin. It was what he wanted most of all. The Morningstars had once been denied him and slipped away from his clutches except for his Angel. Now he wanted to find his Angel again, and who better to help them than a sibling?

"A star then!" He exclaimed with a sly grin, things were looking up! He put his nose to the lock of fur again. The faintest scent of orange blossom and the exotic flower of ylang ylang? He made a low sound in his throat. Ohhh this was going to be good, those were his favorites.

He sniffed along the stone to find where his girl had found the tuft. The gentle fragrance still lingered in the cold air. The tumble of stones an obvious place to cross the wall. But which way?

The scent was weaker on the north side... South it is then! It was his turn to try his game at tracking.

"Let's go." He commanded his nose to the ground. How far could she had gone? This was a little less than a day old for sure. The blood still fresh enough to show so perhaps closer to hours. The northern chill had settled into the prints obscuring the time.