Blackfoot Forest whisper

Jamie could barely see a blur of black leap past him. the figure carried the scent of a wolf, that Jamie could tell. He can make out the figure pouncing on the fox and sinking his or her fangs into the fox's skin, the fox struggling little as bled and eventually died. This wolf seemed like an experienced hunter. Each wolf has a story, even the loners and the misfits. Jamie was intrigued now, by this wolf's sharp skills. He was all the way out here at Rising Sun Valley, right? It didn't hurt to at least say hello, like what he did with Pantaleimon. Some wolves look dangerous but certainly aren't on the inside. Perhaps this wolf is similar to him, but then again, you never know who you will encounter in the wild. "Um, hello." Jamie gave a shy hello from a respectable distance away.