Silver Creek At the edge of where I begin

Natashe lay on the edge of the border her ears twitching as the small sounds of prey caught her attention. She tried to tell if it was over the borders or not. Sighing with disappointment she watched as the squirrel went up the tree right within the borders chittering as if it was laughing at her. She growled menacingly in her chest and flashed her fangs at the annoying pest. It was hilarious how fast the critter disappeared. "That's what I thought" she grumbled. She had been waiting for members of Spring's pack to arrive for a while now, occasionally leaving to hunt or relieve herself. It was quite boring but it was for her little sister. She owed spring and was immensely proud of her. Out of all the scenarios she had imagined this was by far alot better.