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As the pair got into position along the tree line, slowly over the next half an hour the farmers and workers began to do their own work. Looking around from the edge of the tree line no obvious signs of wolf packs were present. But disturbances in the dirt showed they had been here recently, any scans taken would indicate a passage of time of about 3-4 hours prior since their watch started.

Meanwhile behind them the workers continued to slowly rebuild the fence line. The local contained bovines inside in another nearby large pen chewed on grass quietly. As the two were spaced about 20 or so feet apart, their noses caught a slight wet fur scent reached their noses.

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Noticing the tracks, Raith scanned them to see that they were made a few hours before they took a position. Raith kept his phaser out and set to the highest stun setting, thinking the “wolves” may yet still be in the area. He began to look around for any tracks that he could send scans of to the Ark Angel and perhaps have them cross-referenced against known animals. Something didn’t seem right about wolves being able to damage that fencing.

Ensign Raith, Security

Lunas nostrils flared as she caught the sent of wet fur. ” You smell that something is near by” She called to Raith. She scanned the area looking for signs of the animals. She smelled the air trying to pinpoint what direction the smell was coming from. She held her phaser at the ready. Her partner already had his tricorder out so she needed to watch around them to keep him safe. Her stance changed to being lower to the ground her wings opening slightly.

Ensign luna

The scent seemed to come up wind of them to the north the current direction the soft breeze was coming from currently. Tricorder scans showed though no sign of large animals then a few local rodents. No sign of the larger wolves locally were showing up on record. There was no interferences for the scan either. Scanning visually by Luna came up equally empty, just a slow shifting of a few branches here and there from the same wind, the quiet of the forest though indicated something had made the lesser animals go quiet for fear of a predator. The scent then of the wet fur seemed to slowly get stronger, as if it was getting closer to them......

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