the end is

Phantom gazed at the dirty thing pawing at the ground, and licked her lips. Dinner. She stalked closer, eyes on her meal. It was weak, and Phantom would make sure it's death was swift. She gathered herself to spring, and...stopped. The distinct scent of wolf, previously hidden to her now, was evident on the breeze that carried it to her. This thing, was a wolf.

The beautiful girl silently loped toward the thing, and prodded it gently with a paw, trying to determine the gender of the thing. Her quest, however, was in vain.