Flycatcher Downs until we go down

Eilidh moved slowly through the prairie, the ache in her gut telling her it was time to eat. The wind shifted, bringing with it the scent of another wolf. The golden wraith paused, her green gaze searching out the figure, finding it in a young woman not half her age, peering at her with keen interest. As her green eyes met the others, Eilidh felt a familiarity stir within her breast. But she had never met this girl before, so there was no reason to feel familiar with her.

By the look on the girl's face, she felt much the same as Eilidh. She offered a small smile, dipping her muzzle in greeting. Did I disturb your hunt? she asked softly, noting the area was rich in wildlife trails, and she was walking through the girl's path. Perhaps they could work together to find some food, if the girl wasn't adverse to the idea.