Sawtooth Spire I'll be happy when you're gone

The wind shifted and with it came the scent of another loner. The Vledfest's spine straightened, fur prickling as she sensed the other approaching. Turning, Heldi knew she would be an easy target for attack and she had food which made her even more prone to being turned on.

Though the scent got stronger she still couldn't see the wolf. "Whoever you are, I'm willing to share. I may not win but if you try to take it for yourself I will fight you until I can not any longer." The bastard's voice was thin and weak from traveling and her injury but the warning was clear. It was true, Heldi may not win a fight at the moment but she sure as hell would injure whoever it was if they tried to deny her stomach what it was due.