Eryx POV
I marched down the woods, following Lincoln’s scent until I finally saw him standing still, his head turning sharply as I approached.
“Eryx,” he said quickly, his voice tight. “I saw a rogue just now. From the size, I’m pretty sure it was a female.”
I stopped right in front of him, scanning the trees and the air around us. “Where did it go?” I asked, my tone low but firm.
“I don’t know,” he said, frowning. “I tried to approach, but she ran before I could get close. I chased, but she disappeared. The worst part, her scent’s masked. Completely gone.”
I let out a deep exhale, my jaw tightening. “They’re good at hiding their scent,” I muttered. “Too good.”
Lincoln nodded, watching me carefully as I crouched near a few broken branches. The ground still carried faint paw prints,
