Blackfoot Forest crossroads

Quiet as it was, Pukei quickly realised she was not alone in this forest. An ear swivelled as she heard the footfalls of another along with some muttered words that she was scarcely able to pick up. A shiver ran down her spine and the loner came to a complete stop, front paw left hanging in the air midstep. She almost went to call out who's there before biting her tongue. No, that's how you invite danger to you.

Instead, the girl slunk slightly to the ground and stalked forward, nose wiggling as she tried to place whereabouts the stranger was. Well, the scent was definitely wolf. Yet the figure that she spied spelled a different story.

"Woah..." she breathed as she spied the giant, dark form lumbering through the trees. She had never been this close to a bear before, but imagined this was a little what it felt like. She had never been on the receiving end of their teeth, either, and wasn't keen on finding out right now.

Silver eyes locked on the hulking man, Pukei skulked further forwards to escape his eyesight – ever so painfully slowly and quietly – unwilling to draw the attention of the brute.