Bee You En En Why

One could be forgiven for mistaking the canine form that wormed it's way through the fruiting trees was nothing more than a piece of the night sky in wolf-shape. Nebulous swirls of color on a black pelt, red and white stars scattered among them, but the crafty gleam of blood-red eyes set within the sturdy face put lie to the illusion. The double-pawful of rawhide straps draped over the fiery neck were ready to be set up as snares, a few tanned furs and hides carefully tied over her back waiting to be turned into... something, showed a much more grounded, earthier creature than her coloration suggested.

A toothy grin split her dark muzzle at all the signs of small prey she found in and about the trees, and a critical glance around showed plenty of little rabbit-runs she could set snares on for unwary bunnies. But she stopped a moment at the deer-sign and wrinkled her nose thoughtfully - did she have anything large enough to use as a deer snare? It would certainly be a nice change of pace, she rarely had good fresh deer living as a loner. Most of her deer these days she'd scavenged from larger predators or packs. Oooh and hogs, there were hogs here. She wouldn't have so difficult a time climbing high enough to set a pig snare.

The sturdy little wolf chuckled harshly to herself as she busied herself setting a snare on a rabbit run. Fuck traditional hunting anyway. Chasing down prey was for chumps.