There was still the deep scar in her shoulder which had come, years before, with that same smell of the one enemy she feared.

For three summers she had not caught the taint in her nostrils and she had almost forgotten its existence.

Now, so suddenly that it paralyzed her, it was warm and terrible in the breath of the wind.
In this moment, too, Neewa seemed to sense the nearness of an appalling danger.

Two hundred yards from Challoner he stood a motionless blotch of jet against the white of the sand about him, his eyes on his mother, and his sensitive little nose trying to catch the meaning of the menace in the air.
Then came a thing he had never heard before--a splitting, cracking roar--something that was almost like thunder and yet unlike it; and he saw his mother lurch where she stood and crumple down all at once on her fore legs.
The next moment she was up, with a wild WHOOF in her voice that was new to him--a warning for him to fly for his life.
Like all mothers who have known the comradeship and love of a child, Noozak's first thought was of him.

Reaching out a paw she gave him a sudden shove, and Neewa legged it wildly for the near-by shelter of the timber.