Swiftcurrent Creek churning paws and water

haha that's ok

Shelia's form rummaged through the undergrowth of the forest floor, berries being the main goal. Her keen snout had warned of the wolves in the area, but it was nothing she concerned herself with. The sound of rushing water alerted her to a creek of some sort in the distance, thinking that perhaps she may be able to score a fish or two her large muscular body carrying her toward the creek. For those keen, her scent would travel on the wind, long before her brown and black form could be seen. As Shelia lumbered through the trees her dim eyes caught the sight of the creek. Letting out a low growl in satisfaction, she made quick work of the distance although pausing to deem if there were in fact any fish for her to try her luck with.