King Elk Forest And they all fall down

The young rabbit is new to the world, freshly departed from its mother and nibbling on a stem of grass it had unrooted beneath the snow. It was blind and deaf to her creeping slowly towards it, body low against the cold layer of white. It seeps into her belly fur and causes her a silent shiver. Even so, the prey does not move, it continues the eager eating. Just as she is about to pounce a loud cough echoes in the silent forest, causing both her and the rabbit to jump.

It flees, and she pursues, a flash of gold against the white. Both sets of paws disturb snow to send it skittering into the air, but only one set skid out. Auriel rises to her feet with a huff of hot breath, ears pinned to her head as she rounds on the intruder with a snarl. It is caught in her throat. For a moment she seems struck with shock, the odds of the one hybrid she was looking for finding her here were humorously low. 

"Donovan!" Instantly she is jumping around him like an excited pup, tail wagging so fast it is a blur. Auriel dropped into a play-bow, looking up at his handsome face with bright ocean-blue eyes. The joy she felt was immeasurable, the hunger in her stomach withered away with the force of it. Her grin is huge, stretching cheek from cheek. "It is! I have returned to you and your Saint pack." Her voice was raspy, it was clear the journey had put a strain on her already dainty body. The she-wolf's broken English had not improved either, there were not many friendly wolves west of the Teekon Wild's.