Sleeping Dragon let your plans be dark and as impenetrable as night

Hecate hummed softly while she treaded through the wintery lands. A weak scent caught her nose and she looked up and stopped. Frowning, she followed the scent. In the distance, a wolf was limping to somewhere.     
 Her first thought, as a previous alpha, was to ask what the wolf was doing. But she remembered her position and held herself back, slowly advanced towards her. "Hello", she began from behind the wolf, "Are you alright?" 
 Hecate tilted her head, as she awaited an answer from the she-wolf. Her jet black fur shimmered as she shifted her stance.