Otter Creek Otter spotter

Her mouth gaped in an unsightly yawn, her lips curled back, her incisors glistening in the light. A rumble came from her as she stretched, a satisfying sound that echoed over the land. As she stood up on her back paws, her eyes roamed lazily over the white landscape. Nothin'. Her mumble was followed by her large paws slapping into the snow, her thick fur floating as she came down. Lumbering through the trees, she heard water. She smacked her lips together, her mouth suddenly dry. As she poked her nose out of the woods, she saw a ragged looking wolf staring down an otter. Grinning, she laughed, the deepness of it almost like a growl. Deciding to have a little fun, she ran a few feet and growled, hoping to startle the intent wolf.