Blacktail Deer Plateau My soulmate is meat

Aviana lowered her muzzle to the ground, trying to pick up the scents of the turkeys. They had been through, possibly an hour or so before. She wasn't sure how quickly they were moving, or if they had set up for the night somewhere. If they were already up in trees, her hope of catching one tonight would be gone. 

She wasn't aware of any other wolves around. The white female's coat blended in with the snow, and Aviana was too focused on tracking to notice any movement by her. Aviana's gaze looked upward into the canopy, trying to see if her prey had tucked themselves in. If they did, they didn't do it here.