Nimbus Summit Simple, really

When the voices began to sound more angry than irritable, it seemed prudent to travel in the opposite direction. Doe had been hopeful when she heard the lonely, inquisitive call. She'd been nearly ready to respond in kind when she discovered the wolf - and her enemy - were closer than she'd realized.

Doe turned away from the now circling shewolves and slunk quietly through the underbrush, grateful that she hadn't been spotted. Her ears swivelled anxiously until their voices faded away, and then she loosened up. Her slinking turned to loping, and her ears stayed relatively still as she made her way down the slope.

"Tomorrow will be kinder," she said, repeating the sentence until she thought it sounded as upbeat and confident as she wished she could be. So focused was she on her motto, she didn't even noticed the other wolf until she was nearly upon him.

Doe rolled to a stop a few dozen yards away, ears swivelling restlessly as she tried to decide what to do. Had the wolf seen her, or could she go on undetected? It seemed silly to think he hadn't heard her - in fact, she wasn't confident the other two shewolves hadn't, either. The bigger threat, however, was the one standing right in front of her.

"Hail," she called tentatively, a nervous whine forcing its way through her teeth as she instinctively lowered herself. Her tail wagged halfheartedly behind her, but she knew that there was very little could dissuade a wolf when he wanted to be unfriendly.