Family wars

A yawn would slip her lips, only just awakening from her sleep. What seemed to feel like mid afternoon turned out to be only late morning. She had very little to do today,and would simply lay there for a few moments, large crown peeking out of the mouth of her den. She would welcome the breeze against her face, feeling it much colder then normal. An early sign of winter approaching. After ten minutes had gone by the large woman would pick herself up from the ground, slinking away from her resting area and taking a quick stroll across the borders. Seeing if there was any trespassers or wolves who wished to join. Her mood felt foul in particular today, her appearance in general looking more grumpy then anything else. The exhaled breath would leave a single wisp, disappearing as quickly as it would manifest. Her tail would flick at her heels, triangular ears that lay atop of her crown picking up the silence of the area, and the faint song of the birds.