Blacktail Deer Plateau rude awakening [m]

"Oh, sorry. That is the direction you are heading in, though. I will leave you be, if you want me to." The tall she-wolf took the hint from Fox's grunt. Dropping back, she headed towards a part of the creek a little farther away from the Fox character. She had looked like she was too weary to pounce on a mouse if it came right up to her.

Reaching the creek, Ghostface took a nice long drink, then looked across the creek. She saw another wolf on the other side. Her mother. She had completely forgotten her dream now, and started to head towards the short and stocky she-wolf.

When she was half-way across the stream, she slid on a mossy rock, and fell into the deeper part of the creek. Tumbling down-stream, she clawed at the bank, spluttering. She needed air and fast. Reaching the bank, she hauled her front half out, her back-end dangling in the water. She clawed her way up the bank and tried to find a spot to rest, when she saw Fox again.