Setting: Evening
Mood: Inquisitive
With a deep sigh she would draw her body across grass and fallen leaves, each paw carefully being placed as if in fear that she would awaken someone. Green eyes darting around rapidly in search of something or possibly someone. She wasn't stupid, she could smell the others that bordered these area's and the smell of a fresh kill would probably bring them in closer; if it wasn't one of their own, white fur speckled with silver gleamed in the sunlight, whilst the fur upon her back gave her a caped appearance. It wasn't long before she stepped into view of the majestic falls. Each beautiful teer running into another giving the illusion that it would never end. Sprays of water misting the air and casting a rainbow effect about the area made a look of awe come across her face. The appearance of such a place was a stunning new discovery to the alaskan female. Her awe, yet weary and uncertain appearance could clearly be written across her face as she froze where she stood. The smell had gotten stronger and now, she could see the corpse of a freshly slain deer, and all her instincts told her to turn around and leave, yet the gnawing hunger made her come closer cautiously as like many of her breed she was more of a scavanger rather than a hunter herself.