Sunset Valley these boots were made for walking

Perhaps she was right at the mention of a new pack. Isabella thought back to the scent that had come upon her earlier, the one to the west. Perhaps, eventually, she'd pay them a visit. See if, maybe, they'd be willing to take in a stranger for the winter. You may be correct. she hummed for a moment.

But at the silence of the sunflower, Isabella grew quiet, too, drawing in a breath through flared nostrils. A rabbit. She could see it, now, as she stayed completely still. She did not wish to startle it. The extroverted behaviour that Keshi had once displayed was now that of a huntress. Isabella dare not move, waiting for the moment to break and for the gold one to start the chase.

Maybe this meant there was a warren nearby, and that Isabella could fetch one of her own. She salivated at the thought of tearing into something warm and meaty...