Sleeping Dragon The Blood-Raven she wolf

The silhouette of a wolf sat on the firm ground, her amber eyes grazing her surroundings. She had a sharp set of ears that detected the sounds of small mammals moving among the undergrowth. Her sleek scarlet and black coat shined in the light of the setting sun. She almost glowed a bit, looking like a brilliant flame. Her scent of wildflowers and herbs filled the air around her, hinting others that there was a strange wolf around. Eslani (Ess-lon-ee) had never been fond of this, she felt as though her scent of sage was like a beacon along with the scarlet in her pelt. Her long muscled legs shuffled the  light layer of snow and grass beneath her. She knew she was in another pack's territory, but something about their scent drew her in,called to her. She let out a faint bark,her voice sounded ghostly and glassy. Her long white ears flicked, searching for any movement. A small grin sat upon her deadly maw. She was pretty excited to meet these wolves, whoever they were. Her mind flashed back to an image of her mother and she shivered. hopefully there would be no such wolves here. She stretched out her long neck and laid it on her paws, letting her long legs expand to their full length. They would be here soon, she knew.