*It had been a year since she set out from her fathers plush den life that she had lived until her first hunt when she found a wolf cub that was weak from hunger and smelled of man, figuring the cub had been abandon by its own mother Rosealita took the child in and raised him as her younger brother... now she was on the hunt for him since he was supposed to be her retainer mainly because he wasn't alpha born, not long after a war with another pack over territory the wolf disappeared... and her search finally lead her to to a quite valley and a large pack of elk reminding her she hadn't properly eaten in quite sometime*
Now which one is the best to snatch for little to no fight....*an older looking elk starts to stray from the heard to go after a young fawn being to curious on its own* now that is good pickings
the young one now and the older one later in the night.
*In a flash Rosealita is taking down the old elk first then lashing out her hind legs and snapping the neck of the fawn in one swift movement, she dragged her kills farther into the bushes and starts to feed on the younger one before looking for a nice cave to stash her other elk for later... after a while of searching she found one not to far from the river and made camp, with a quick dip in the river her fur was back to its white silver color and her eyes a dazzling shade of azure blue* I'll search for that jerk after a quick nap...