Silvertip Mountain What you perceive to be the truth and what is real

Odette had been lazily sitting around in the den for about an hour.  Thinking up a storm about any things.  Her Father, the stars, raging beetles, her living family, why the sky seemed like an endless void, why grass was green, why good had a taste and most of all how hungry she was.  She did this for about an hour, just dozing off.

of course she almost instantly stopped daydreaming when she caught the scent of the full outside and felt her stomach rumble with hunger.  Cautiously and submissively, Odie began to make her way towards the mouth of the den.  As soon as the hull came into view Odette almost dashed forward to go have some.  Almost.  She stopped in her tracks at the sight of the larger female and slowly began to crept backwards nervously, whining all the while.  Who was this wolf?