Firestone Hot Springs Healing death

As stupidly dangerous as it sounded, she smelt the blood and meat of the elk before she smelt the bear. 

By the time she did, it would be too late. 

She shifted on the ground, steam rising into the night, all around her. Seeking the scent of food she so desperately needed. She remained low, creeping slow. Maybe, just maybe, she could do this. Wolves were faster then bears, right? 

Such an ignorant woman she was.