~*~ Tracks in the Snow-Sleddog RP~*~

[TamingMaster]

Putia sniffed again. "OH! I can smell pheasant!" She said, grinning excitedly.

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco nodded. "Good job. Now which way does it go?"

 

[TamingMaster]

"Um," Putia sniffed again, this time checking the direction. "It goes that way." She pointed her paw in the direction she thought the pheasant had gone.

 

[Americano Blue]

"Then we go that way." Marco said.

 

[TamingMaster]

Putia smiled, she trotted as she followed the scent trail.

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco followed. He figured he would let her lead this hunt.

 

[TamingMaster]

Putia looked back at Marco, she slowed down to match his pace.

 

[Americano Blue]

Putia looked back at Marco, she slowed down to match his pace.

Marco looked over at her. "Don't lose the scent." he warned.

 

[TamingMaster]

"I won't." Putia smiled, she sniffed the ground again and continued to follow the scent.

 

[Americano Blue]

Marco smiled and followed.