She stopped at the water front and sat with a thud. She stared at the water below her, she looked at her reflection with a sigh. She was cursed with such dark looks. Her beaming yellow eyes making her look rabid. Her large fangs and dark pelt made her look like a killer. She wasn't any less then this accusation, but she did not want everyone to read her so well, she was not a book.
The stocky femme placed a paw in the water, testing the coldness. It was cold from the brisk feeling today. It was very cold, Canttina growled to herself, the one time she might want to go for a little adventure into the water it has to be deathly cold. She got up, a growl rumbling through her chest continuously. Her eyes narrowing, she seemed to get like this a lot. Her temper always getting the best of her. She began to lurk around again, her paws on the edge of the water. Her eyes scanning the ground again, waiting for any signs of Wolves.<