Heron Lake Plateau Somewhere sunshine burns

Small but mighty. Alone but ambitious. A bite much worse than her bark. All were words that described Aliki to a T. She had stayed in the East, having taken favor to the area. Especially to the cold river in particular. Following the water Northward, it was her scent that other wolves and creatures alike, would find laid out. Her calling card. A bold, shameless statement of her presence in this neck of the woods.

The rumble of thunder from ominous grey clouds and the distant crackle of lightening garnered only a glance skywards. The equally stormy colored female was not off put by the approaching storm. Back in her homeland, un-predictable weather and thundershowers were not uncommon. And, she was quite used to wearing a soggy coat.

Something other than the need to aimlessly explore pulled her along in her travels. A new, distinct scent. Not canine, but feline. It had an edge that she couldn't quite place, labeling it as one that did not naturally belong, her gut told her. 

Lips pulled in a tight, tense line, she moved cautiously. Eyeing the ground for prints.