Ouroboros Spine out of the night that covers me

The bear moved on. She only paused upon the sound of a howl. It was nearby. How nearby?

Best to not stick around and find out. This was decidedly not her home. It would never be her home. So the sow picked up the pace, grunting all the while. While she could usurp wolf kills all she wanted, presently there was no kill to feed on and what was more, she wanted to go. There was no doubting her superiority to the canine creatures. She had taken prey from a group of five, once. She would surely do it again.

But there was no reason to stick around here. She was a coastal critter, after all. These mountains offered her nothing but sore paws and muscles both. Best not to waste her energy. She would conserve it, in case there were wolves on the coast she deigned to live on.