Moonspear a grin made for war

Want to make it a 1d3 roll?  I apologize if this is dumb, fail for creativity.

1: Pesky fox/coyote lingering nearby.
2: Random prey that happens to be a little too close.
3: Nothing.  Wildfire is losing her mind.

Before Wildfire says anything else, she stops, and he jerks his attention to her in time to see the words form on her lips.  It’s too bad Lex sucks at lip-reading and so he shrugs his shoulders a little and gives her a confused look but it doesn’t last long because she shifts her weight to stand behind him, and he quickly scans the area to figure out what’s happening.  

Lex lowers his head just slightly, narrows his eyes, and takes a step out of their original path to figure out what’s gotten the younger wolf to take her few steps backward.  The quiet around them disturbed Lex a little bit but he stalks a few steps forward.  He jerks when he thinks he sees something out of the corner of his eye, ears cupping intently forward to listen.  He glances back to Wildfire for a brief second before he returns his focus.  There’s a sound of a stick breaking in the distance and Lex growls a low rumble  in his chest in warning.