Duck Lake Break

Tori had decided to linger within the valley for a short time, her eyes in their narrowed creases as she always had. There was a low rumble from her chest, finding herself on edge as she stalked about for prey. There was a certain aimless strategy to it. Her nose guiding her more than anything at this point.

That was when the scent of blood hit her, mixed with the scent of wolf and she began to prowl forward even further. The low grumble halted for a moment as she made her way through, creeping until she was within eyesight of the woman.

And then, she would simply stare.