Greatwater Lake miss thing

Although the recent elk hunt had been successful, the meat lasting for days, prey was otherwise growing scarcer as the temperatures plummeted. Determined not to come home empty-handed for the third day in a row, Peregrine set out from the caldera and ventured well into the territories beyond, seeking game—any game.

He saw a familiar lake shore in the distance and decided this was far as he would go. The swarthy wolf turned, though he glanced back when he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. His jade eyes fixed on the figure of a young she-wolf. Peregrine's tail flicked as he deliberated; should he greet her or be on his way? Remembering how his last few encounters with strangers had gone, the Alpha grumbled under his breath and turned away from her.