Whitefish River A Driving Hunger

Rain noses her way through a bush, growling as her fur catches on its branches. She was more used to hunting in the mountains where there was hardly any foliage to block her way. Now the dying woods were hindering her progress of a rabbits trail that she has found. Feeling as if the bush has a good hold on her, Rain lunges forward in an attempt to tear herself free. And ends up nose to nose with another wolf.

Snarling she jumps back, hackles raised, teeth bared and ready for a fight. Wait. What is this? The creature is red and white with a curled up tail and small. It is the size of an older puppy still growing into adulthood. Sniffing at the air she notes that it smells off too, not like a wolf at all. Flicking an ear she growls, "What are you?" The thing has the shape of a wolf, but it is not a wolf. what? Confusion taints her features. She was hoping to find a rabbit, but instead she's found some weird breed of wolf-like animal.