“We caught the trace! We will catch her soon!”, she thought.
The she-elf broke some branches from the bushes and left her scent all over them. The smell was contorted by that of the bushes but the very same to that where she laid unconscious for some hours. She, Luntshadun, knew now who they were following. The one eye warg anyway knew her from before and he declared from the first moment that the elf ran south following the crevasse. She wanted to make sure that she did not choose another direction by going up the slope but Death disagreed on the time lost. The elf had already some good hours of advance, it was not the time to practice wall-climbing! He was rather arrogant but she had to agree with him when looking at the walls! There was no way to climb them where they were and the elf would have no reason to go north rather than south in search of a way out of the crevasse.
They followed the crevasse south and she had to admit that the one eye warg calling himself Death was at least as good at tracking a prey as she was.This prey was an elf and that made it a challenge, but the elf was wounded and also traveling on unfamiliar terrain.
They moved stealthy and with attention to every noise and to every rock or tree that could shelter a hunter in hiding. That was slowing them down.Even in their own "yard" they were used to maintain a high level of vigilance because it was not unheard of scouts of the enemy that just happened to be at the right place and the right time to end some foolish creep that was too eager to showoff and too confident to hide.
They saw the stone steps and Luntshadun motioned towards them restless
"No sign if she went up or continued to follow the ravine. We split?"
"That would not do, because then at least one of us would missed the best part of the hunt. And that one would consider himself cheated even if picking his road.. Add to this that we would lose number advantage over our game..wounded or not let's not underestimate her, she already proved surprisingly strong. I would bet that she went out of the ravine with the first occasion, and that occasion is going up here"
Luntshadun nodded.
"I would do the same, there are more directions you can go and more places you can use for hiding.But would she not do the exact other thing than a hunter expects?
Death grinned.
"You forget one thing: she does not know that she is being hunted for".
