Chapitre 181: The Hunt is On

After marking the thirty seventh tree, we were well and truly away from the cave.

I stopped to bask in earthy scent, making sure to wriggle around in the dark sand to disguise my scent, before traveling through the low shrubs, like I'd done for numerous times now.

We had travelled in silence for the most part, only stopping to take note of our surroundings and to leave a scent trail, but according to Morgana we were very close. 

She dropped down from my back and masked her own scent by furiously wriggling on the ground, throwing bits of debris all around, clearly still in a bad mood. 

The dark fae stared at us curiously, before reaching over to grab a nearby leaf and proceeded to rub it all over her in a rather comical way to mask her scent.

But after doing so repeatedly, her face was now covered in green.

Pfft.

[What?] she asked when she saw me looking.

[Nothing.] I shook my head and turned away.