(Exactly! Lol I just prefer to run stuff by the wolfs owner before I throw my characters at them)(Ok. We can do it. It'd be funny.)
Deliah had caught another wolfs scent about a half a mile away from her, she quickly set off at a trot and the scent got stronger. She decided to crouch in the bushes and wait for them to pass before she followed them. Just as they where passing she slipped and slammed into the ground in front of the wolf. “Oh dear” was all she could mutter from where she lay at the feet of a very large male wolf.