Barrow Fields lotus eater

Rosalyn wasn't hungry enough or desperate enough (today) to outright attack two wolves guarding a kill.  She hesitated as they didn't leave, and instead seemed to grow more protective.  But these lands weren't claimed, yeah? So perhaps she could at least get close enough to satisfy recognition.

Curiosity was a hell of a downfall for Rosalyn, and had gotten her into stupider situations before.  She knew she knew that scent, and it bothered her greatly that she couldn't place it.  So she pressed forward, ears twisting back almost of their own accord.... and ready to be jumped at any moment.  She just hoped it wasn't before she could get a beat on who the fuck they were.