Lone Star Mountain combustion

When the other froze, Saghani continued to move along. If the other was left behind it would be because she decided to, but the lone wolf had no reason to wait for the other unattached as she was. Her eyes saw the same thing Lemongrass did, and although her mouth watered as she recollected the taste she knew that these animals were not off guard and thus not unwitting. Two wolves could not take the mighty venison down, particularly because the creature(s) smelled to be in good health. 

So she did not even skip a step. Saghani licked her chops, tail still behind her. The elk observed in a bored fashion, all too aware that they at this time would not be her quarry. Even if she had decided they would be, surely the expression would still not shift. They had very little to fear this day.