I Swear I'm Not a Monster

She watched and waited. Taking a few steps back from the tree line as she heard the sound of heavy foot steps getting closer. The heavy stench of blood was in the air, causing her ears to flatten and her tail to tuck, fur bristling with alarm. A moment later, a blood red wolf emerged from the darkness, or at least...judging by the glow from the moon, she could barely make out the deep red of his coat...unless that was the blood...she stepped back further in alarm, pausing only when he spoke and asked her where he was. "I...uh...you're in the east. Near the volcano." Her nostrils flared at the strong scent of blood. She didn't know if the blood belonged to a prey animal, or if it was from another wolf...maybe even his own? "Stop where you are please." Her voice wavered a bit, but it was mostly because of the uncertainty she felt being in this place. Not to mention that a wolf much larger than her covered in blood had suddenly appeared out of nowhere it seemed. "Is that your blood...?" She questioned, trying to sound more confident.