The wolves scanned the lake shores looking for the mutt that had tricked them. They had followed his scent to here but it faded away. "Damn it!" Adoff snarled, the others flinched. Out of all the wolves in there group Adoff had the worst temper. They where all after the one wolf named Kry who's trickery had led to the death of one of there pack mates. "Adoff, calm down. We will find the mangy mutt." Z'ev said calmly a nasty grin forming on his face. "And when we do, he will pay." Z'ev growled teeth bared a little at the thought of ripping Kry's throat out. Z'ev was usually a very peaceful wolf but the pack mate that was killed was his brother, so he wanted revenge. "I'm tired." Cana said quietly. "Yeah, can't we rest here for a bit?" Asked Redstil his head tilted slightly. Adoff opened his mouth to speak. "Hey, I found the scent!" Growled Ylva. Adoff mouth snapped shut and he turned around the wind carrying the scent of Kry and some unknown wolves. Sköll had stayed surprisingly quiet throughout the conversation but now she raced towards the wolves the others close behind. They had soon surrounded both wolves and Sköll stepped up. "Where is Kry?" She growled her hackles rising much like all the other wolves.