Iktome Plains blood drunk

I'm still figuring this little beasty out so I'm prone to short replies, if that's not your thing please no replyyy. <3

Specifics
Time of Day: early morning
Weather: cloudy/dense fog, cold af
Location: the wide-open central area of Iktome, headed South

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Blu carried an injured Killdeer in her jowls, it's pathetic trilling screams had long since faded to hopeless squeaks here and there, of which she paid no mind. They were ghostly echoes in a hollow atmosphere. The taste of avian blood that had slowly trickled from its plumage and pooled onto her tongue was like full-bodied merlot slowly seeping into her predatory veins and producing a decadent high.
Her normally wide-eyed stare was more relaxed, she even blinked here and there. Still, her head darted to-and-fro every few steps to search for silhouettes or movements, but the fog made it hard to see. Even worse, her normally trusty nose was clogged with the sharp salty smell of Killdeer blood and feathers. Nothing could stop the wolf though, who was on a mission and wouldn't let the unfamiliar surroundings and looming smells of other wolves stop her. She would find the perfect grounds for the ritual even if the search became treacherous.