Great Bear Wilderness kaleidoscope eyes

The black wolf was about to break and run, or at least frighten the peppered wolf away from her. She was beginning to stand when someone interfered. Another male, but bigger. She barred her fangs slightly, but when the smell of the Silvertip Mountain hit her, she relaxed slightly.

Her packmate had smelled her and her fear and had stepped on to help her. Erika sighed with relief. She was not up for a fight at the moment. She was down right skeletal, even a pup could knock her over if it tried. The maimed wolf stood and walked over to her packmate, suddenly feeling safe and secure in his presence.