Morningside Cuesta dulasei

The wetlands she'd been haunting had fed her well, but the pull of the muck against her tired limbs, and the constant sulphuric scent had begun to bother her sinuses. Encouraging, in some way, to know her sense of smell was just as sharp- but she figured it'd be another few days, easily, before she got the big smell out of her nose again. 

Cleaning the muck off of her fur had helped. And to be honest, it'd left her with fewer flybites and had made her flat, earthen coat softer and shinier, so there were more benefits to hunting in a swamp than she'd expected. Time for a break, though- so she followed a river leading away from the mire, figuring it would take her somewhere that might also be beneficial for her in some way or another. 

She'd had her head down as she roved along, but lifted it suddenly when something bright moved swiftly in the distance. A young wolf, pale, but with a trail of earthtones along her spine. A surprised expression not aimed at her- making her wonder if something else had startled the young wolf. She cleared her throat. "Everythin' alright there, hun?" She called out with a voice that was calm, but not without light skepticism as well.