Scry

The tunnel was mostly vacant, apart from a few rats here and there. You stepped over a deep wound in the ground and perked your head to the sound of Scry's quiet voice. "How long do you want to stay down here?" For a moment you stared at her, unsure of what to say. "Just a bit longer, I need to look at some new developments here." You dip your head back down towards the depression in the hard soil to sniff the debris. The impatient wolf huffs, sitting down.

A few minutes pass by, and she speaks again. "What are you doing anyway? This cave is old, I'm not surprised to see new holes forming every so often." This time you gruff in irritation and turn to fully face her. It really wasn't her business, but you weren't completely comfortable with defying this member of the pack. "I'm doing some work for your previous leaders, Ivaylo and Tiva. This has been going on long before you were born." You paused to sneeze. "Believe me, I didn't plan on being followed everywhere I go, but Tara seems to have little trust in me after their deaths here in the caves. But I'm not here to argue my role in that, I solely intend to follow through with a promise I made to her parents." Scry looks at you with a mystified expression. "Once this is done, I'll be gone. So don't you worry about how often you'll be accompanying me. It won't be long." With that, you returned to your work.

The young wolf did not persist for the rest of the night.