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[catsy]

user: selina

The Wendigo are targeting specific people.

I don't know what the criteria is, but when they select a target, they'll ignore anyone else who tries to get involved.

If you know people that are stupid and self-destructive enough to go out at night, check up on them.

And if anyone has had luck tracking them, I'm interested to know how. I'll trade whatever information I have, or anything else you want.

[ ooc. feel free to threadjack! ]

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[catsy]

[She's perched on a roof somewhere being Emotional, but it's fine. Don't baby her.]

I don't know. Something like... dirt. Mold. [She is a city cat, she doesn't know much about nature scents.]

I tried to follow it, but it disappeared into the woods.

[foxlore]

D'you have something of it? Some fur it shed –– if it's furred. Something you could give to a dog for tracking?

⟪ she does not sound too hopeful. not because the answer wasn't exceedingly precise, but because, well, a lot of things in the forest smell like dirt. she knows good and well it wouldn't be enough for her to track. ⟫

[catsy]

Fur? No...

[And then, sharply, like she just remembered (because she did) --]

A tooth. It lost a tooth. There's blood on it.

[foxlore]

⟪ she's halfway to asking if selina's sure it's the blood of the wendigo and not that of someone else, but she catches herself at the beginning of the 'are' in 'are you sure'. there's little less sensitive she could ask right about now. ⟫

Blood could work. Are you near any settlement?

[catsy]

[I mean, is there only Wendigo blood on it? No. Hope that won't make things difficult.]

Forsvar. I'll be here until night comes again.

[foxlore]

I can be there within the hour, but I can't make no promises on... me finding anything. On account of most all the forest smelling a little like dirt.

⟪ but it has to be tried, doesn't it? she's hunted using her fox-nose before, this isn't so much different. ⟫

[catsy]

[There is a not insignificant chance this'll just lead them to Bruce's death site, but it's worth a shot.]

Do you have a dog or something? [Only a little accusatory. She's not really a dog person.]

[foxlore]

No. ⟪ and then, added: ⟫ Don't worry. ⟪ it did sound a little as if selina doesn't particularly enjoy dogs. ⟫

It's –– I'm a fox. ⟪ alright, that statement has caused some confusion before. ⟫ I can turn into a fox. And I've hunted as one plenty of times – I've got a fine nose for it.

[catsy]

[That claim is not the weirdest think she's encountered all month, so... tentatively, she accepts this. She would like to see it happen in front of her first, though, ever the doubting Thomas.]

Handy. [O to be a full furry.] Have you hunted by blood?

[foxlore]

⟪ if any place can make furry dreams come true, it's fellden. ⟫

Yea. ⟪ and, if it's any reassuring, she'll be able to hear that flora's moving. she'll be there as quick as she can. ⟫ Easier to catch prey that's already injured. ⟪ still, while they have a little chatting time as she walks: ⟫ I... may wind up leading us to the scene of the attack, depending on... the amount of blood.

⟪ if it's more wendigo blood, it won't be an issue, of course. but she is trying to be as diplomatic as she can about this. ⟫ I'll have to smell it to be sure. Worst comes to worst, there's sure to be a track to follow at the ... at the place where it happened.

[catsy]

[She's not exactly keen on the idea of going back to The Scene of the Crime, but...]

The snow's probably covered anything by now. But let's hope there's enough blood to get a scent.

I'll see you soon.