Javier
Where did that little wolf go? She'd taken great care to cover her tracks, and her scent was too faint to track down which direction she'd wandered off in. I chose a path and walked down it several yards, sniffing as I went. I wouldn't let my wolf free, he enjoyed the hunt far too much. This pleasure was for me and me alone.
It's likely she'd decided to pick a building close to the endpoint. Normally a smart move, but not when it came to me.
The farther I went in this direction, the fainter her scent became. I turned back, hesitating before I got to the crest of the hill.
My instincts had kicked in. Instead of walking up the hill, I traveled around it, and back to the side of the castle. Unless she had hidden on this side, which was unlikely unless she'd smooshed herself into a dog house, she wouldn't be able to see my change of direction. The closer I got, the stronger her scent became.