Heron Lake Plateau don't touch anything

Spring had left Silver Creek, earlier that morning to do some scouting.  Now that she was Beta of Silver Creek, she felt like she had to lengthen her duties, by bringing in much more prey... or as much as she could gather in this barren land, defend the borders with everything that she had and help Saena find new loyal members to bring into the pack.  For new blood and stronger numbers.  Of course though Spring would be picky with who she thought worthy of being part of Silver Creek and it would always have to go through Saena first.  Today though, she wasn't looking for any new members, she was looking for a decent hunt and so that had led her to the creek.  She had high hopes of catching some fish today, for Saena and the pups.

As she reached the creek though and padded up to the water, she noticed that she was in fact, not alone.  Not at all.  A little ways away from her, she could see another wolf.  This wolf was quite skinny, much skinnier than her, even though Spring herself had started to thin.  This wolf almost looked like a living skeleton.  Pity filled her for a few moments, but then quickly dissapeared.  Everyone was in the same situation, there was no room for any thing like pity.  She glanced back into the water, unsure whether or not the other wolf had seen her.  Either way though, she currently did not mind.  All she needed to do right now was fish and so her eyes narrowed in on the water, searching for any silverly, swimming bodies.