Qeya River Ocean glass

The arrival of another wolf served to distract Wildfire from a potential breakdown. Her head flicked, amber eyes watchful as the other female roamed the bank, clearly paying close attention to the water. When she stopped and then expertly darted at one of the shadows in the shallows, then retreated onto the bank with a fat fish in her teeth, Wildfire's heart squeezed in despair. The stranger made it look so damn easy.

The strong smell of fish blood made her empty stomach clench too. She wondered if there was any possibility of wresting the catch from the brown she-wolf. But Wildfire wasn't that desperate just yet, so she just watched from afar, frustrated and envious, her ears quivering with every slurp and snap of brittle bones.