Broken Antler Fen Bittersweet notions

Odessia's nose led her to a healthy-looking male specimen. She kept her distance from him, observing from afar, though she made no effort to remain hidden. Her gaze followed his, spotting the crowd of ungulates below. She knew well that hunting large game could not be done alone, but she also was not willing to hunt with a stranger. The hunt required teamwork and proper pecking order.
Perhaps there was another coming to meet him. Odessia scanned the horizon, expecting to spot another wolf joining him at any moment, trailing behind the strapping scout.