Blackfoot Forest Wishing I could go back

Grezig had stuck around the forest full of foxes because there were so many of them that they were easy prey. She had not been so lucky as the first time, finding a mother and her kits, but she’d snagged a fox running by here and there for the last few days. Despite the easy access to food, however, she was beginning to grow bored with this forest. She decided she would leave it the next morning and see what else was around. Even straightforward wolves like her needed a change of scenery now and again. It was too late to trek out now, since the sun was going down, so she headed farther into the forest to find a place to sleep for the night.

That was one thing she wouldn’t miss. The sound of screaming foxes at night, keeping her awake. Sure, there were plenty for her to eat, but they had been slowly driving her crazy over the last few days. She kept walking, not realizing that she was making her way towards another wolf, for the scent of fox overwhelmed everything else.