The hoof prints on the ground and occasional spots of blood had been far too opportunistic for Iðunn to simply ignore, and so she followed the trail diligently, hoping to find the source of the bleeding in a form that she could take on as a lone wolf. It didn't take long for the musk of another wolf to cross over the trail and move in the same direction, and for a moment she paused, considering. She started forward at a brisk pace again, deciding that whatever she would find she could hopefully swing in her favour.
She saw the wolf before the reindeer herd, a large earthen wolf that was eyeing the herd just as she was. Her lithe form peeked around one of the large redwoods, extended canines pushed forward just in case the wolf was not friendly and she had to defend herself. One could never be too careful in this world. From her new vantage point she spotted the injured reindeer laying down, the wound on its leg glaringly obvious. Poor thing wouldn't last much longer, but it would make a fine meal.
Iðunn made a low noise in the back of her throat to announce her presence to the earthen wolf, doing her best to not alert the reindeer further ahead. She could smell a myriad of wolf scents upon his pelt, which did not bode well for her. But she would make the best of the situation. "I can help you put it out of its misery... in return I take a small portion for myself?" It was a fair trade, she didn't need much, and that way enough would be left for him to feed himself as well as those he was clearly grouped with.
Hunting 1/3
