Qeya River carnivore

Did she have to be constantly on the run? Skyshire's once white coat was covered in mud, her wound on her hind leg had opened up again and was making her limp, her heel covered in dry blood. At least the river looked much cleaner up here. She had taken her leave of a strange male just a couple days ago down south. His unpredictable mood swings had put her on edge, being the first wolf she had encountered in these new lands, things were not looking up. Her cracked pads were bleeding again, she'd have to find some pine bark and mint and a place to just REST finally. Stars, if she could just find a hole to sleep in for a few days. She was skinny, hungry, and over heated. Thankful for the river beside her to at least quench her thirst is this ridiculous summer heat.

Through blurry heterochromatic eye she saw an upright dark brown smudge. Oh stars, please its not another weirdo. She paused trying to clear her vision and get a better look. She was too far away to get a scent from him, or she was just downwind of him and he probably already scented her. Always on the cautious side she didn;t know whether she should continue to approach or try to find another way around the stranger. She didn't want to lose sight of the river. They were in her way on her trek to find shelter. Might as well continue and if they seemed friendly maybe she could rest a bit with some nice company. If they didn't say anything she'd just continue on as if she didn't notice them.  

((Hope you don't mind, I stole your height/weight/Length idea and applied it to her profile ))