Moonsong Glacier ⁴man hlaruva rávëa súrë?

“So are you a lone wolf too?”

The words came as they drew closer to where the stampede had been, earth churned by the trembling that had preceded the stampede. 

Coyotes ravaged fallen cow and she let a snarl envelope her expression as high pitched howls echoed through the forest, scavengers feasting on fallen prey and wolves alike.

Haunches rose as a low growl announced her presence, hunger rumbling in her stomach. She wanted what they had and was willing to put up a fight with a few scrawny coyotes in order to get it. Muscles tensed as she snapped ivory teeth, nearly catching the fur of a wiry tail, hearing a quick whine. The coyote backed away, still standing it’s ground over the cow, and a low growl rumbled in her throat,