05-30-2018, 09:55 PM
Nashota's ears flicked, keeping track of the faint sounds the others made as they followed her. She refrained from moving faster; once Darbison had been washed, it'd been easier to tell that the other male who'd shown up was a shifter as well. She assumed he would be able to keep up well enough, but for the two humans, she stopped every quarter mile or so to mark a tree with her claws. They would be reminiscent of bear claws, but it was the very least she could do for them since it <i>was</i> supposed to be a group hunt, after all.
She kept close to the scent of boar; she could tell when she grew closer to the animal because she picked up the scent of another. The scents were fresher where she was, and evidence of the boars were present. Feces and the rotten remains of partially eaten fruits and vegetables that had probably been thrown out by the citizens near to this location. The number and variation of hoof marks in the mud was a physical confirmation that there was, indeed, two boars, and Nashota smiled toothily as she loped lazily along the scent trail. It seemed they would be getting a larger meal than they'd expected.
She kept close to the scent of boar; she could tell when she grew closer to the animal because she picked up the scent of another. The scents were fresher where she was, and evidence of the boars were present. Feces and the rotten remains of partially eaten fruits and vegetables that had probably been thrown out by the citizens near to this location. The number and variation of hoof marks in the mud was a physical confirmation that there was, indeed, two boars, and Nashota smiled toothily as she loped lazily along the scent trail. It seemed they would be getting a larger meal than they'd expected.