Kintla Flatlands the body

Woop sorry for the wait, thought Sweet Tooth would be joining!

When Saena's scream died on the wind, she was still frozen in place, staring at the maimed face of the wolf. Only when the sound of snow crunching underfoot reached her cupped ears did the female stumble back, frightened that it was the one who committed this heinous crime in the first place. She hurried backward, stumbling awkwardly, and froze when the malinois crested a rise and moved to investigate the body.

For the time being, Saena must've been unseen, but moving would give her away. Her fear nearly tripled when another mutant wolf arrived, similar to the first and yet different, with a brindled coat rather than the simple beige-and-black of the first wolf. Saena wanted to turn and run back to the safety of her pack—these two were not as mutated as the first she'd come across, but they were distinctly not normal.

Knowing that moving would give her away anyway, the female peeled back her lips and loosed a snarl, followed by what came across impressively as a command even though she was practically shitting her pants: "get away from there, you cannibals!"