Two Rivers Isle your scraps will feed the beasts

Hope ya'll don't mind me popping in, I need this girl to make more friends! >;D

The white woman padded along the bank of the western spilt of the river. Her petite frame aided in her camoflauge, but she was otherwise very noticable. Of course, the white fur did not help, but at least it kept her a bit cooler - but not by much. 

Pink tongue hung from her mouth in attempt to cool down. Her track shifted so she walked through the edges of the river, allowing the water to lap at her paws. She looked about, blue eyes focused and absorbing everything before her. She caught sight of two wolves. They obviously had not travelled together for they made no move to interact, nor were they within proximity to chat. One, a smoke-and-ash color, was reclined on their side, making the best of a pitiful amount of shade, while the other who barred a brownish coat cooled themselves in the water. From what she could tell from here, they weren't part of a pack, for they didn't have a distinct smell, but she could be wrong - she was still very far away. 

She remained that way, contemplating whether she should go over and try to introduce herself or continue on to the reason she came here - to attempy to hunt. Even though the locusts had stripped the land bare of any plant life, Laika remained optimistic that a straggling small mammal or too was slow to leave - however low the probability was.