Swiftcurrent Creek in too deep

It was good she got out of the way so swiftly, or she'd have been in for a world of hurt. Soon the shape of a large wolf appears, sweeping towards her almost as an afterthought; they exude confidence as they prowl, panther-like, towards her. As the stranger increased their speed Juria made sure to cut her own, and spun around to face them in case they meant her ill. Thankfully, they didn't. This was probably a scout from the pack she had come across, she thought; but then reconsidered, factoring in the way they carried themselves and the shrewd way they looked at her.

Totally by accident, I promise, she explained without missing a beat - honest to a fault. I thought I was tracking the location of a carcass. If there is one, I guess it belongs to you. Which was just her luck. Instead of spending time tracking down something half-eaten that belonged to a collective of wolves, she should've been focused on hunting something for herself. However, Juria had grown tired of the insubstantial meals she'd managed lately; she was a large creature, and didn't like to go hungry. You don't happen to be in need of another body, do you?