Greatwater Lake pick your fortune

Morgana didn't know what to do. Sharing wasn't her thing. And she didn't want to share with such a rude wolf. She began feeling mischevious. She would get her way..

IM A VAMPIRE!!!! She screamed at the male, taking the racoon in her mouth and making a run for it. She skidded across frozen river, the raccoon swinging by its tail in her mouth.
She stood on the other side of the river looking pleased, she had got what she wanted.
She was about to turn away from the river, heading back to her den for the night when she heard a faint crack. Looking back, a thin crack began streaaching across the river. The sound got louder as the crack backs bigger, branching off in different directions. The ice was cracking. She couldn't believe that their pounding on the ice was what caused the break. No, it was something else. The air was changing, it was getting warmer. She scowled, she hate the summer. It was too...happy. The nights would be light and the days would be sunny, it just wasn't her type. But she had to admit, chasing butterflies were actually really fun. Mainly because they never knew what hit them.
She turned her attention back to the male. She smirked at him then turned her back and walked away. Actually she was hoping that he would run after her and fight for it back, but then he thought she was a vampire...how stupid.