Shadowwyn Moor Everything must go

She followed after Breccan for a time, crouching low when a bird winged overhead lest he spot her, and likely would have ambushed him and stolen whatever food he managed to catch if not for the arrival of another. The wind did not favour her and Wisteria saw Nunataq long before she would be able to smell her. Breccan had, too; she watched from afar as he ducked into the reeds, headed for the other wolf. She took a long moment to take stock of the situation. There was an opportunity here for her to team up with one of the two and take out the other competitor, perhaps endearing herself to the winner enough to partake of their spoils.

But there were frogs croaking off to her right, away from the pair, and Wisteria decided at length that grabbing a few morsels to eat on her own was much more worth her time. Off she went, slipping back into the shadows and away from Breccan and Nunataq.