She stalked her prey slowly, a small rabbit that would have to do. Ivy wasn't having a lot of luck hunting by herself, and it was showing. Her fur lacked luster, her hips were starting to jut out. Over all the female didn't look healthy at all and may even be a little shaky on her paws.
Where she was, she didn't know. She hadn't been in the area before. Nothing smelled familiar accept the smell of the rabbit she tracked. Suddenly it was gone, lost among the scent of wolves she didn't recognize.
Red eyes widened and she crouched as low as she could. Was she in someone's territory?