The she-wolf knew why One Eye never came back, but there was no way by which she could tell what she had seen to the grey cub.

Hunting herself for meat, up the left fork of the stream where lived the lynx, she had followed a day-old trail of One Eye.

And she had found him, or what remained of him, at the end of the trail.

There were many signs of the battle that had been fought, and of the lynx's withdrawal to her lair after having won the victory.

Before she went away, the she-wolf had found this lair, but the signs told her that the lynx was inside, and she had not dared to venture in.
After that, the she-wolf in her hunting avoided the left fork.