Shadewood Smoky blues

@Phex 

Fate was very favourable to Apple, because it was late autumn now and she still was able to manage quite well on her own. Lifetime of experience having to provide for hungry mouths, had given her a very keen sense in locating small prey. It did not matter, how carefully the rats treaded the fields, or how quietly and well the young hare merged with it's surroundings. If the old she-wolf was in the vicinity, she would find it. The only drawback was that with age she got more tired easily and needed more hours than in her youth to recuperate. 

After an eventful day in the surrounding moors and fields, with the rush of river nearby and sound of waves from the distant ocean-side, Apple looked up the nearest forest to spend the evening and night-time hours. The sun was already setting and the light was growing dim, therefore she did not have much time to look around for something else. While sensing that other wolves had passed through here before her, she entered the forest.