Broken Antler Fen Join The Hunt

The tall she-wolf had been isolating herself from the others, for her heat was a large thing to weigh down on her shoulders. She had been on her daily patrol when she heard the sharp cut-off sound of a wailing duck and the thundering paws of a wolf chasing something. She lifted her nose. Hare... She raced towards the scent, sprinting on long willowy legs. The sight of a young wolf with a rabbit in a hollow painted her vision. She flicked her tail to the little one, signaling for her to stay put. She ran up to the back of the tree and gave a low, loud growl, scaring the rabbit directly into the grasp of the she-wolf.