Fairspell Meadow Bad, Bad Boy!

As she walked through the meadow the gorgeous black female, Rouge, caught the scent of another. She winded her way through the bushes of fruit, smoothly carful not to touch the thorns. She moved under the cover of the bushes and trees as she did instinctually.

The scent was from a wolf, but it had a hint of something else. Something similar but not quite the same as a normal wolf she through. The idea of another being around brought a grin to her muzzle, a sinister one at that. 
She slowed her pace as the scent grew stronger until she could make out that is was a wolf she was smelling. She saw a pile of leaves between their paws as they gathers more of the foliage.

Still instinctually hidden behind the cover of bushes, but not entirely on purpose, Rouge called out to the wolf making a comment she though humorous "Sweetheart, You know as wolves we're supposed to eat meat.". A grin appeared on her face as she thought how am using this could become.