Lake Rodney I know I used to love him

The woman tilted her ears to the chuff, watching the wolf near her.
She stopped eating, licking her lips and stepping over her meal protectively.
Her tail was held just above her hips - she didn't want any shit.

"You're nearing Nightwalker territory, so you know."
He wasn't there yet, but he seemed to be going that way.
She inhaled the air, letting him get closer to her, and started to figure out what scent he held.
Pack.
It was a good job it wasn't the same as Ursus wolves, otherwise, she'd kick his ass there and then, then let his body sink to the bottom of the lake.

"Who're you?" she questioned. It was to be expected to be honest, she wanted to be sure where eh hailed from.