Scattered Scents

Emery wasn't sure how long they had walked, but finally things were starting to look familiar. His old home... though it looked different due to the snow that covered it. The rain that had been falling upon them when they first set out in the east had stopped, leaving the tall woman who was guiding him home soaked. The malnourished pup had only one thing on his mind as the two of the pressed on... seeing his mother again. Not even hunger was enough to make that thought waver. He slipped out from under Araceli's body, sniffing the air. He could smell his mom... and some of his brothers. But there were other scents too. Scents he didn't recognize. Emery came to a stop, lowering his ears a bit with uncertainty.

Why were there other scents? They didn't smell like the cove... but... were they friends? Foes? He couldn't smell blood but the pup was uncertain. Teal eyes shifted to Araceli. She was kind enough to bring him back... he just hoped that he wouldn't be leading her into any sort of trouble because of it. At Araceli's suggestion that he howl for his mother he came to a stop. He would definitely look a sight to the female... horribly thin, fur a mess... but at least he was alive. Alive and home. The tri-colored pup would raise his muzzle to the sky, howling to Mercianne that he was near.