Greatwater Lake pick your fortune

She had been wandering for a few days, nothing realitivly intersesting had been happening ,she was bored. She walked on, thinking about visiting the River. She hadn't been in a little while and, well, had nothing else to do.

She arrived at the river, quickly surveying the peaceful setting. Then she noticed something quite peculiar. It was a wolf, and he seemed to be picking at what looked like the tail of a dead animal. Interesting, she thought to herself. She approached the male, curious to what he was doing. Why was he wasting his time picking at a dead animal when he could perfectly go hunt down a fresh one? She was about to voice her opinion before she thought better. She didn't want to offend the male, she wasn't in the mood for a fight. What are you doing?, she asked with curiosity, her eyes trained in the dead animal. It seemed to be caught by its tail on a log, the result, it's death.