The scents of few wolves wafted into her snout and a small growl rumbled up her throat, following the scent she peered down a small coated hill peering down at a cave and small figures padding around. Snarling she flicked her tail to and fro then let out a howl as she remained at the top of the hill. Her odd eyes locked back onto the pack in the distance.
Phantom padded through the snow her whiskers twitching as an arctic fox bounded around in the snow not to far infront of her. She knew it would be mean but she was starving, creeping forward she began to sneak up on the white, fluffy canine her claws out and ready.