Ankyra Sound just like the rug in my bedroom growing up

though the other wolf gave no indication of her presence, intuition drove cerulean to turn around.  she stared at the shadow, stiff and frozen, as if she were looking at a spectre and not a wolf of flesh and bone.  hello...  a trembling foot sought the ground behind her as she took a single step backwards.  the wind blew in her direction and she let out a sigh of relief; this was not a wolf from the grounds her sisters had terrorized.  i didn't hear you at first.