Great Bear Wilderness 〔✤〕Windchaser!

Small little warning for the language I guess :p

Run. RUN. RUN.

Nakida looked back at least eight dozen times to see if that pack of coyotes was still snapping at her hocks. With the whipping wind and loud heartbeats pounding 'gainst her ears, it was pretty hard to tell. 

They done stole all of her food! Those mangy sons of bitches came into her clearing as if they owned the place and stole aaaaallll of her stuff! Ohhoho, how she swore that if she wasn't outnumbered, nakida would've dragged that one dude to the deepest dark depths of hell -- Yeah! The one who kept coming up behind the young girl and tugging her tail till the rest of his little "friends" came to save his sorry ass. He better hope they didn't cross paths again, the patchwork lass only regretted not giving him more wounds on the way out.

"Ugh, SHIT!" Were the lovely words she finally exclaimed out of anger and frustration -- loud enough for birds to scare from the trees and flock towards the horizons. Probably not a good idea, not that Nakida cared at the moment. If being run out by flea lickers wasn't bad enough, now she was stuck in the middle of a forest, sitting against a tree, and licking at the bite wounds received from before.

What are the chances?