Whitefish River a great place when hungry

Inside, Aeronwyn fumed, though her eyes only betryed the slightest flicker of rage. She stared at the she-wolf with dead eyes. "Well then, girl, if that is your view on the matter, simply think of this as a method I use to weed out the weak." Without a seconds hesitation, she lunged point blank at the female, aiming to sink her fangs into the girl's neck. Her serene face was twisted back in a snarl, ivory fangs bared. Her ears pressed againt her head in anger, as she closed the distance between the two with her lunge.