Duck Lake A real go getter

Lilitu's mind wasn't on hunting but for relaxation, and she was engaged in a quiet stroll around the lake when her eyes caught sight of gray amongst the reeds at the water's edge. She took a deep breath in, gauging the scent. Wolf.

He was hunting, perhaps—waiting for the ducks to come closer. She was loath to interrupt him, and instead sat a short distance away, barely blinking, waiting for the next move in this primeval game.