Silvertip Mountain Crooked Young

Mara was heading towards the falls for a drink, when she stepped on a rather sharp rock making her whine slightly and jump to the side. She lifted her foot to reveal a bloody footprint in the ground. She shook her head, how could she be so careless? Instead of continuing to walk on the bleeding wound, she kept her leg lifted slightly to keep any dirt or unwanted things from going in it. Since she was already on her way to water, she decided it would be good to water it down as well. Mara trotted towards the falls, not catching the scent of another wolf with her lack of smell.