TUNNEL SPEAKS

“SHE would probably be headed upward were the wind calls” Fab spoke staring at the large staircase that laid in front of them, the Lycanthrope stood in full height and in his true form as he climbed of the stairs and inhaled to track her scent.

The room was stale and smelt of various wood, incense and potions that Draco could identify, although they weren’t at the Lord’s Adulo’s wing of the Yuwan castle, the smell of herbs and spices was pungent in these parts of the Court.

He shook his head, noting he couldn’t scent a bit of her from the direction he had been tracking, the entire place smelt stale and he could only pinpoint the trace of life from the staircase which reeked of several materials, the smell was faint to those without the sharpest nose but Draco could perceive it just fine in his beastly form, the scent leaping offensively at his nose.

“It’s the Lord of the Alston… He transported her so I believe we won’t be able to track her by steps if she had been transported somewh