Sea Lion Shores shady inference

The more she walked along the beach the more she grew to dislike it. No matter what way she went she was confronted by strange sounds, sights and smells. This one seemed to take the cake though, for some time she'd been hearing the strange calls from upwind. Roars and bellows she couldn't make out. Whilst she meandered along the waterfront, It didn't take her long to come into sight of the alabaster wolf sitting on her rock throne. Apparently another wandered drawn to the strange cries from further along the sure. 

Feint made her way toward the white wolf, naive enough to still assume anyone she encountered was unlikely to cause her harm. She had no idea if this wolf was part of the pack she had stumbled passed, or the one she encounted on the beach earlier. The air being heavy with the stench of the trumpetting monsters along the beach front. "Wow, i've seen some gross stuff, but that is something else right there." sneaking up on a bigger, disctracted wolf. What could go wrong?