Wapun Meadow broken fingernails

With daylight fading she continued to wander looking for a place to stay while she rests. It took her a moment to realize that yet again, there was a scent of someone in the area. 

She paused and turned away from it, remembering earlier today with the girl. Picking up her pace slightly she hoped to find a place that was hidden enough for her to be. After all her snowy white fur was no help for disguise at night. 

Occasionally she’d slow down to scan the area, her ears perked up listening closely. The fear always went up at night as it was easier to be crept up on. She hadn’t planned on being in the open at this time but she had wandered too much with no objective and ended up with nowhere to stay when it began to grow dark.