Silver Creek stay out of my territory

The young wolf had remained relativly close to the borders, mostly around the streams and rivers exiting the territory. Her main focus had been to put on the lost weight brought by the famine. Mella's diet was still mostly fish, but mice and rabbit had become more common over the past few weeks. Currently, she sat in wait of the flash of scales that gave away the presence of a fish.

A howl rang through the air just as she was getting ready to snap at the stream. Her ears stood on alert, turned in the direction the sound had drifted from. The brown female stood and pulled herself away from the stream to follow the howl, though she stopped at the border as she did every time.