Dawnlark Plains carry me home

Rana was out exploring more of the new area she called home. Though the territory of the pack she belonged to was quite a ways away, her thought was to see as much as possible. Now in an open plain after traveling though wetlands, she sat and yawned. The plan was to let the water soaking her legs to evaporate or trickle into the dirt. Her ribs could be seen, but were not so defined as they would be if not for the fish.
She looked around the open space and saw a form in the distance. Cautiously, the dark female rose, she wasn't going to be the one approched. With the lack of prey plauging what seemed like the entire world, it was impossible to tell what other predators would do. The way she saw it was the one to notice last was at the greatest disavantage.
When the form became clearer, she noticed it was almost a wolf, but not quite. The thing, as far as she could tell, was larger then her. A word was trying to push its way to the front of her mind, but the thought of possible threat pushed it away. Not knowing exactly what the creatures intentions were, she stopped a fare distance away to give herself time to react if attacked.