Blacktail Deer Plateau But I'd rather be that than the same

Due to her past, in which a bear had separated her from the rest of the pack, Eu had decided to avoid rival predators. On that particular day she had decided to trek through the woodlands, for both hunting and a bit of exploration. As she neared the spot where the child had been, the scent of a wolverine hit her nostrils, the young wolfess felt past rage and fright wash through her body. But it seemed to have passed, so she marked the land and continued on with her walk, scanning the area once and a while. Despite the resolution she wanted it to pay, pay for what it's kind had done.

Continuing forward a juvenile came into view, it's scent foreign to her nostrils yet mingled with the scent of their area, and hinted lightly with the aroma of sanguine. Curious, the doggishly-marked fem trotted over from behind her, studying the lass further. When the distance that separated them was a meager yard or two, she paused, unsure of if the other girl had scented her or not. Despite wearing the familiar white hues that her kin had held, a flash of an exotic red reminded her that these were not the lands of back home. And the stranger's unfamiliar build confirmed the thought.

The small grin on her maw turned into a frown as the scent of blood once again hit her. It seemed as if the child was wounded, though not severely, as it looked like she was still upright and the smell wasn't terribly strong. Deciding to make sure of this, Eu took a step forward then sunk into a sitting position. Her decent knowledge of herbs would be perhaps put to use, or she at least hoped so. "Hey! You okay kid?" To her, it was strange calling another 'kid', but it had become obvious over the last couple of months that soon her days as a yearling were nearing an end rather quickly.