Sequoia Coast it's a real little chickie!

Hm? Domi thought as she turned to see where the voice had come from. Not far off stood a dark wolf, smiling down as she spoke. Company was company, Domi decided, so she called back out. I'm sure the two of us could take 'em on if we tried. She was only half-joking, as she did have a serious craving for some seafood. She looked back at the calf one last time, then turned and began a slow trot to where the other wolf stood. But if you know something a bit easier, I'd happily come along. After all, food was food, no matter where it came from. 

I'm Domi. You are?