Gyrfalcon's Keep So let the river run.

The young she-wolf was lingering around the carcass of a dead dear as she tried to see if any meat was left on the creature. It had been her lucky day it would seem, the was a few chunks left and she decided to seize the oppurtunity. Hunger overcame her as she sliced through it with her powerful jaws and savored each bit, unknowing that another wolf was walking in her same direction.