Qeya River like blood to a vampire

She had surprisingly, never been this far up river before. It was beautiful, and she found herself cresting the top of a rather large Boulder, abandoned by a glacier long ago. 
A gust of wind brought the smell of blood and she pricked her ears, excited. "Santiago? Is that you?" She yipped happily, charging towards the scent...but stopped when she was in front of the male. This was not the wolf she had expected, and she stared, wide eyed. 
"Oh...uh...I-I'm sorry...I thought you were someone else."