Field Offices

[Wyll Wyldclay]

"Perhaps this will help," the Wyldclay said, producing from his back pocket a much-folded up poster of "Kata Kane", promoting her latest single. "Give Fido here a scent to run off of."

"Unless you want dibs," they added as an afterthought to Leo.

[Leo N. Eskandari]

Leo glared at Wyldclay, deeply annoyed. Especially considering that it might actually be useful for him to sample the smell. He knew what Katarina smelled like but he'd never gone up and sniffed her like a dog.

"Well, I do have a supernatural sense of smell too," he said grudgingly. "So... Argh, fine. Give me a sniff before he drools all over it."

[Wyll Wyldclay]

"Oh, we could make it a race. What fun," the Wyldclay grinned, tossing the poster to Leo.

[Leo N. Eskandari]

Leo brought the folded-up poster to his nose and took a long sniff, committing the scent to memory. To his surprise, it smelled less like the sea and more like... not an animal, but something hungry, dark, and ancient. Ryn.

He then tossed it to Sam to use on Will. "Consider me your backup tracker."

[Will Stanton]

Will snatched the poster from midair before it could reach Sam, catching it in a clean, swift bite, his jaws clamping down violently.

It had a very strong sent of Ryn, who had kept the poster secret and hidden despite her instance to the Wyldclay that she didn't need idols and false gods.

With a deep bark that rumbled the very windows of the roller rink and brought a chill down the spine of all those who heard it, Will bolted towards the front door, smashing it to bits as he barreled through.