Through Wolf's Eyes

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Authors: Jane Lindskold
some things that interested him."
    "My two looked at such things as well," Blind Seer
admitted. "I think they look for sign of their missing kin. Tell me,
falcon, do two-legs do things to trees?"
    "Even as your sister does," Elation agreed, "though
she is less obvious about her comings and goings. Two-legs cut down
trees, pile up stones, make lairs from these things or feed wood to
their hungry fires."
    "Then these two-legs should be able to find sign of where my ancestors found Firekeeper."
    "If the signs are not too old."
    Blind Seer turned to Firekeeper. "Will you talk with them tonight?"
    "No!" the young woman replied, suddenly panicked. "They are still too strange. Let me follow their movements for a bit longer."
    "Well enough," he soothed. "I have not had this much fun since we raced with the young bucks of the Royal Elk for sport."
    Firekeeper rose to her feet, aware that she was hungry and very bored from a day spent mostly sitting still.
    "Come, dear heart. Hunt with me. Dusk is falling and I have no desire to watch shadows by firelight."
    Blind Seer howled in anticipation. "And you, falcon?"
    "I have dined on mice and young rabbits, today,"
Elation said, preening her wing feathers. "I will watch the two-legs
until darkness falls. Then I will sleep."
    Firekeeper stretched, shaking the numbness from her
limbs. Growling low in her throat, she flung herself on Blind Seer.
They wrestled for a brief time; then, wild-eyed and excited, they
chased each other down the hill.
    "Wolves!" said the falcon to herself. "May as well try to understand a storm cloud."

    W HEN MORNING CAME , the two-legs began taking down their dens and loading things onto their animals.
    "Perhaps Tawny is more clever than I thought," Blind Seeradmitted. "Look, he goes ahead with Spots and Mountain to mark a trail."
    "He marks it," Firekeeper said when they had followed
Tawny for a ways, "as a bear or mountain lion does, by stripping the
good bark from a tree."
    "Such marks do last," Blind Seer said, "longer than
our scent posts, especially when the rain comes. I wonder if he found
such marks during yesterday's hunt?"
    "He did! Look!" Firekeeper exclaimed, moving to
investigate a tree trunk when Tawny and Mountain were safely past.
"Here is such a mark, greyed now by weather, but clear."
    "Then he reads a trail," Blind Seer said, "and the
others will follow his marking. Why doesn't he trust them to see the
old trail or the marks of his passage? The last alone would sing to me
at least until the next rain."
    Firekeeper shrugged. "They are deaf and blind and dead of nose as you have said many times before."
    She didn't add that she had long been aware that her
senses were less keen than those of the wolves. Her upright manner of
travel and a sharper sense for color had provided her with some
compensation. Now she was beginning to wonder if her senses were to
those of the two-legs as the wolves' were to hers.
    Her head hurt a little at the consideration and she distracted herself by concentrating on the problem at hand.
    "Do we follow the larger pack," she said, "or these two?"
    "Why not both?" Blind Seer laughed. "Elation has
stayed with the larger pack, but she can come ahead if we go back. At
the pace these move, you and I can dance around them as we dance around
a crippled doe."
    "True," she admitted. "First then, let us go with
these. I wish to see if I can learn more of these signs they are using
to find their way."
    They did so, learning of piled cairns of rock,
appreciating Tawny's skill when he located a pouch of slim sticks with
sharp points where it had been cached in a tree.
    "He is not such a fool as I thought," Blind Seer said again. "Without scent or sight to guide him, he found that thing."
    Firekeeper nodded. "He is searching for things he
knows may be," she hazarded, "the way in winter we know that fish sleep
beneath the ice or deer hide in their secret yards. He seeks a
possibility and sometimes he finds it."
    "It excites him," Blind

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