Porcupine Ridge Dreaming of Spring

“I come from Canada near the Washington border.”  Illea explained briefly.  The female was just about to ask where Diane came from when Diane said she had a prey scent.  Illea happily trotted over, sniffing the spot where Diane had picked up the scent, leaning her head down.

Illea tongue lolled happily.  “Raccoon right?”  She asked for confirmation.  Anxiousness coursed through her vains and blood as the snow white female felt the excitement of the hopefully soon to be hunt.