Arrow Lake Stranger

Mara heard the wolf before she saw it, its grey pelt blending in with the morning light. It started running towards her at a frightening speed, growling at her. Mara stoped walking, hoping that this wolf wouldn't attack her. She had smelled a pack near here but she didn't think she had crossed their borders. She sniffed the air again to make sure and she didn't smell any distinct pack smell. She turned back to the wolf with a confused look on her face and was startled at how close it was to her now. She let out a little shriek and pulled her ears back in fear. It had only been a couple weeks since she had been chased away from her pack and she hasn't encountered any hostile wolves yet. She had no experience being a lone wolf.

She scrunched her body up and raised her hackles, a new action to the optimistic she wolf. Mara carefully studied the grey and white female coming closer to her and felt a sense of dread take over at the sight of her snarling face.