Vilkas breathed in deeply, enjoying the rush of the wind on his face and the smells that came with it. It had been some time since he had been out hunting. He had been busy helping Vika get used to the job of Harbinger for the past few weeks. Now, though, he was free to go on a long hunt and enjoy the feel of the forest around him again.
And enjoy it he did. He ran at an almost inhuman speed through the trees, relishing the sound of grass crunching under his boots. He ran and ran until he tired, which was some time later, then he rested by a river for a few minutes. He loved the smell of the forest. His enhanced senses could pick up scents that normal people weren't even aware of. He could smell the fear of a rabbit as it ran from a fox. He could smell the grass that the deer on the other side of the river was chewing. At times it could be overwhelming, but right now it was perfect.
Eventually, while he was hunting a large buck, he caught the scent of something different. It was very faint, so its owner was still a ways away, but he knew what it was. The smell was a fabulous mix of wood smoke, lavender, and sweat. He turned his nose toward the origin of the sent and, forgetting the buck, raced after it.
He hadn't been chasing the smell long when it changed directions. Now the smell was getting closer to him, moving at a rate that let Vilkas no that the other had caught his scent as well. He ran faster towards it, loving the thrill of the almost-chase.
Soon he was very close. Very, very close. He slowed down to the stalking crouch of a hunter as he searched the woods. There. He snuck towards the spot careful to ensure that his smell was blowing away.
He reached the spot and stepped up behind the one he had been chasing. "Hello," he whispered, letting his breath tickle her ear. She stiffened for a brief instant before relaxing back against his chest.
"Hello, Vilkas." she murmured, not turning to face him but leaning against him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He breathed in, smelling the wonderful scent that was so distinctly Vika. So distinctly his wife.