Emberflame Ridge bloody contemplation

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Dawn found the lone she wolf already on the move. She rarely slept past the first waking cries and chirrups of the morning choir, finding she too could catch herself an unsuspecting worm if clever enough, and Indigo was no exception. Yet to find her own early feast--she was feeling confident for something bigger than the unfortunate vole--the large she wolf's thick paws carried her into a peculiar territory where some trees stood blackened by lightening strike and others stood stark white. 

A dark dome loomed in the distance, her background to this odd playground of grey shades, snow, and the occasional evergreen untouched by nature's wrath. With the sun dappling and filtering through treeline onto her back, Indigo picked her way through the thicket, her nose keen to pick up the faint traces of deer in the area, but it was the scent of fresh blood that had her stomach roiling with hunger. 

She abandoned her first task for the time being, choosing to investigate. A free meal was every loner's wish, and if the recent kill belonged to some lesser predator, Indigo would have no problem stealing it for herself. Unfortunately, said free meal looked like it belonged to a hulking stranger. Her lips instinctively pulled back in distaste, but that was the hunger speaking, she emerged from the shadows then, a soft chuff breathed into the cold air. He was about fifty yards off still, but plenty close to hear her gentle call.