Bearclaw Valley BCV-04 "ULVA"

 

radio collar thread!  all welcome, but paging @Xan for visibility.

There she was, sitting in her usual spot — BCV-04, given the affectionate nickname "Ulva" by the project.  They had flown low over the valley today, and the woman's heart began to thrum in her chest at the thought of working with such magical, wild creatures.

It was time.  The 'copter doors blew open, and quickly their rifles were positioned on the wolf, chosen for her constant presence at the border — they figured she would be easy to aquire but she did not think so.

The first of the darts hit the dark wolf square in the shoulder, another in the neck, and she stood too quick, tumbling off her rock as the drugs took effect.

The men bustled from behind the woman, and she turned to her equipment, grabbing the collar with trembling fingers.  This was her first wildlife expedition; she had never been this close to wildlife and the thought brought heat to her cheeks and tears to her eyes — quickly, she brushed them away.

She watched as they approached Ulva.  Though the wolf was still, not enough time had passed.  The feral thing lashed out wildly, though she was incapable of moving from her spot, and another dart was shot.  The woman watched as the wolf's legs buckled, and her chin sank to her chest.

They brought the wild creature back to the helicopter, limp in their arms.  Unceremoniously, she placed the collar around the breeding female's neck and stroked across the dark pelage of her cheekbones before the wolf was whisked away, returned to her home.

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they placed her body on the ground, and there she stayed.