Arrow Lake A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud

Her mismatched eyes fluttered open, alarmed from the noise. Even now, she felt on edge, as if something were to attack her at any moment. Her instincts screamed for her to run, but the black wolf had lost all her energy. The most she could do was hold her head up. The only thing in focus was the wolf. With an open mouth to answer, she was surprised when her body stopped her. 

 'Talking could bring the bear back!', it said. She had only the knowledge of a very young wolf, so she didn't really think of the decision wisely. Instead, she closed her mouth and just shook her head, the thought never came to her. Even if it did, she would have to turn, which would stretch the wound, painfully. She could smell the familiar scent of herbs, but her nose stung with the metallic smell of her own blood.