Hoshor Plains flashing without a sound

as the bison meandered down the river, some dipping their broad faces to the water, others clambering up the bank with their calves, indra was made aware of a presence. her ears rowed back atop her fiery head and she turned her neck around, scouring the area for the source of the soft whuffing sound that was distinctly neither the rush of water or the sound of the herd.

an adult bison had noticed their presence, and it lifted its shaggy head from the water and studied the two predators with a wary deep-brown gaze.

indra's eyes fell on a wolf that was making directly for her - the first thing she noticed was the sulkiness of his smoky stare - his eyes were rimmed in a golden color that somehow lacked the characteristic warmth she associated the sunny color with. his fur was darker than hers, but sported a bold pelage of dark brown and dusky dun. she noticed he seemed thin, almost disportionate -- she did not get up but felt her hair stand slightly on end. "hello?" she offered, unsure if he meant to hunt her down or seek her company.