Whitewater Gorge Livin' is hard but I'm earning my way

Something was approaching. She didn’t hear it over the water but she could see it and stopped to watch, both curious and concerned. What the hell was it?

It was the wrong shape for a wolf, moved differently, and had far too much fur at first glance. Did it even have a face?!

Uh, hello? Her normal confidence wasn’t quite there, though she was more questioning whether the strange thing was okay than if she herself was safe here.