Silver Moraine to frayed silver linings

Odessia strayed further and further from the copse, which felt like a distant memory now. Her mission was plain and simple: acquire a buff bodyguard to protect her from would-be attackers. So far, no luck. But it had not been that long, and she knew that this place was full of odd wolves and very few she considered normal. She passed by forests, mountains, plains, beaches, and more before she came across another soul. Said soul was galloping at full speed either toward or away from something—Odessia could not determine from here which one.
The white streak across the dark earth looked to be a bit bigger than Odessia, though not by too much. She had good running form, though Odessia thought she was a big skinny from where she was standing. Then again, it was hard to tell from so far away.
No time like the present to practice her tracking and stealth skills, and the blue-eyed wolf was soon hot on the trail of the other, though not going nearly as fast. Instead, she picked a respectable loping gait. If her calculations were correct, the other wolf would not be able to keep up her full-speed run for long, and Odessia would eventually catch up to her.
When that happened, she would be sure to stick low to the ground, ducking behind whatever obstacles she could to keep out of the other wolf's line of vision, should they turn around. Excited at the prospect of once again sneaking and stalking, Odessia's main quest quickly flipped from finding her bodyguard to becoming undetectable by the wolf up ahead.