Haunted Wood c-c-c-caught again, in the mystery

She had simply been patrolling the borders today and stocking the cache with whatever she came across on her short journey today it was a hare whose blood still lingered on her breath. It wasn’t much but it was something and that’s all that mattered, soon they would all hunt as a pack and only time would tell with how that went. However if the earth continued to get pissed off and shake as it’s been doing prey may not be in abundance this winter. 

As as she walks on she catches the scent of a wolf and soon sees the figure; the pack scent vaguely on her pelt. A little bit on the young side from what she saw but not by much. “I don’t believe we’ve met yet.” She said simply.