Big Salmon Lake roses

The scent had led her here- the faintest taint of salt, and that scent that only meant a huge body of water. That, and the horrible unsettling feeling that the bare wilderness had given her. This place was desolate, barren- who could survive here? Maybe, she should head further south. But now she wasn't sure what to do- maybe this barren land reached down even further. Althaia certainly was not up to another long journey, seeing as prey here was minimal and she had yet to catch anything that was not scrawny and thin. 

The pale grey she-wolf lopped steadyily toward the water now in her sights. Her delicate frame was covered in a pale coat white, grey, and with some hinks of a pale tawny. As always, it was slightly ruffled, seeming never to lay smooth. As the earth beneath Althaia's paws turned to sandy dirt, she soon came in sight of the lake. Giving the tiniest whine of excitment, she ran for the waves, stopping just at the edge of the water and letting the waves lap over her paws. Too caught up in her excitment to notice the male around the next dune immediaetly, she flung herself into the lake. Powerful strides took her further into the water, further, and further. Having never before encountered such a large body of water, Althaia was  in utter dismay and shock when she did sneak a glance at the mainland, only to see it much further away than intented. 

With a strangled yelp, the small female spun and battled hard against the current. The water now felt alien and cold, and she feared the waves around her. She angled to shore, and within minutes found herself close enough to the shore to make out shapes on the shoreline. To her excitment, Althaia discerned the silhouette of another wolf on the shore- she headed toward him. She shook herself a fair distance away, sending droplets flying- hopefully not in the direction of the male. Stopping a few feet from the golden male, the waves lapped around her paws as her pale green eyes flashed. She bobbed her head in greeting, unaware that she may look slightly discourning, being soaked and having swum toward him from quite a distance away. Exctited to see another member of her species, the trembled with excitment and fought to stay still. "Hello. I'm Althaia. I'm a loner, but I haven't seen anyone else here." Hardly hesitating, she dissolved into a torrent of questions. "Who are you? Are you from a pack? Where has all the green gone? Are there any other wolves here?" The excitment of finally seeing a wolf canceled out the apprehension and catuation she should probably display.