Shadewood First Steps

The thrill of the insignificant hunt had her adrenaline spiking but now–not so much. So just as she’s completed her task to the semi-best of her ability her next action is to finally get out of this god forsaken hole. Or that is the plan until she feels the fur of her own tail get bristled by something that is definitely not a surrounding bush.

    The feeling of a whole other presence behind her really causes her hair to stand on end. All of a sudden the pinch of something clamping onto her tail causes a dogish squeal to erupt from her muzzle and she scrambles backwards in a vain attempt to investigate. 

    Amita spins around and in the moment all she sees is a massive, tall, creature that sure smells and looks like a wolf but really must be akin to a bear. She drops the rabbit more as an accident due to surprise if anything. The smaller, raven haired wolf really just stands in shock for a moment not quite sure if fighting back or panicking is the best of ideas. So she can merely stare back, wide yellow eyes like saucers but not quite full of fear. 

    They have a searching intelligence in them, always depicting the next best decision or outcome. Attempting to decided how she should go about a situation. Especially when she knows fighting isn’t the best option.