Swiftcurrent Creek churning paws and water

Shelia catching sight of a tail or two, but nothing big enough to sate her hunger, let out a small rumble from within her chest. Lifting her head from the water, to look beyond the creek to if perhaps there was better foraging on the other side. Looking back to see if perhaps she should turn back the way she had come. While her black eyes were not the best in the animal kingdom there was no mistaking the silhouette of a wolf, scenting the air slightly with a titch of her nose. While the air told her little she could not ignore her weakest sense, letting out a low warning growl. Her massive body rumbled at the growl showing her powerful muscles, and her long claws, everything about her spoke as if to say, I can break you with one swipe.