the limp continued to show itself every couple steps, and her tail twitched behind her in the only outward sign of her irritation. three hunts had been lost to her that day, and she'd succeeded only in putting great distance between herself and the Sunspire without anything to show for it. 

water splashed around her hocks as she wade into a clear-running river, gaze falling onto a previously unseen ground squirrel that darted away before she could make any move toward it, vanishing beneath groouond-hugging underbrush. tail flicked at her rear once more, yet she merely lowered her muzzle and drank deeply from the stream, auds flickering atop her head as she noticed the presence of the other wolf somewhere just beyond where she drank, the wind teasing her scent her way and then the other.

she pulls her muzzle from the river as the wolf makes its way near, offering no greeting save an introduction. "cassiopeia." salmon tongue slips from betwixt her jaws and flicks over her lips, catching here and there stray droplets of water.  "the sunspire." she surveys the woman, dull and brown and unremarkable in appearance, at least. gaze flickers to her, irritation bottling up her interest in anything much besides the hunt, waiting instead for whatever had the woman make her way over to her.