Twice the size of a wolf. She could imagine then, considering her current size, how that could be an issue. The propensity to live in colonies made it even more dangerous, and it would be a tight thing to start with, trying to kill a lookout before it struck back. She furrowed her brow, filtering through those hazy memories in search of anything that may have suggested their presence before. Shadows against the moons and stars. Howls that rattled like a screech instead. Wingbeats, in the dozens.

Nothing came to mind. Perhaps her senses were too dulled in her infancy.

That was enough of that then. Hopefully Lazash made it out too, perhaps alongside Akeno. Esfir turned her gaze skywards again, tracking the movement of the sun, gauging the distance between that blazing orb and the mountains. The hues of the forest were turning yellow and orange now, afternoon settling in around her. She felt the warmth of the light seep into her flesh, a momentary reprieve after her climb up.

Westward would tread the ground that the Brute had; his presence was likely going to be a similar disturbance to the wildlife she could handle alone. North and south would bring her along the mountains once more, which was a questionable prospect if the camazots were truly creatures that infested the caves. East then.

Back to the forest.
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