King Elk Forest lay down your head

Evening caught the scent of another wolf, too close for comfort. Despite her wish to be near another tonight, she had not expected her wish to come true, and the suddenness with which it had frightened her. She stood still for a few moments, waiting for the wind to change and bring the scent to her nose again so that she could tell what direction they were in. She turned accordingly and just barely saw a darker shape against the darkness of the forest, moving away from her. She was gripped with indecision for a moment, uncertain if she should call out or remain silent and let them go. But she was hungry and, in the end, her stomach decided for her. Two wolves hunting together was better than hunting alone. Not wanting to disturb the silence of the forest too much, she let out a quiet chuff and hoped that the male would stop to interact with her.