Tinker sniffed the wind to the south and to the east.She cocked her head from side to side, considering.<br/><br/>“The east smells like snow and something brittle like last year’s leaves. I don’t like that at all.”<br/><br/>She sneezed and sat down to scratch her ear with her hind foot. Then she stood and shook her fur from nose to tail. She put her nose to the breeze that was coming from the south.<br/><br/>“That smells interesting. I can smell fish and water, but it isn’t like the lakes, the odor is richer, more alive. The air is warm with mist and…. I have never been south before, Warren. Have you? I want you to take me south.”