Firefly Glen do unto others, what they have done to you

@Hydra

She was beginning to think that she should've joined a pack weeks ago. The long days of travel were beginning to wear her down. She was in a very weakened state, the outline of her ribs visible beneath her snowy pelt and her hipbones sharp. Hunting had not be a successful endeavor for several days now, forcing her to sustain herself with small game, but that was never enough. The shadows were growing rapidly as Uma stalked through the glen, her dark wet nose skimming the ground, whilst her head darted here and there, desperate for the smell of prey. The hunger was a constant ache felt throughout her entire body, her thoughts rarely drifitng away from it.