06-14-2010, 06:54 AM
Aislinn trotted through the long grass, past a short bank of trees. She could smell water ahead and she licked her lips thirstily. Her back leg was still a little sore from her journey the week before but, thanks to Conor, it had healed nicely and she was now able to put most of her weight onto it. She followed the smell of water, even though she couldn't see the pool and eventually passed into the trees. As soon as the shade of the trees fell upon her, Aislinn smelt blood on the wind. She stopped where she was, a slight wind ruffling through her fur and bringing more of the smell towards her. She analysed it and realised that it wasn't wolf blood, although she wasn't sure what it was. She continued forwards but more slowly now as she didn't want to burst in on anything sinister.