Shasta examined the forest floor infront of her wolfy body. She stood up straight, lifting a furry paw in the air to gently place it back on the cold ground as her body swung in motion and she began to walk. her tail layed normally against her powerful hind legs, which were supporting her as she cut through the wind with each step. She sauntered over to the center of the camp, her eyes wandering around looking for another fellow wolf to talk to. Everyone seemed busy, so she sighed, white powdery oxygen went out out her nose, chilling her spin. She sat down slowly and curled her long tail around her, sulking her figure down. Shw partly whimpered, clearly very bored with whatever was going on today. She wished something of her own intrest would happen. She longed to be  for once, but she never seemed to be doing anything. Everyone was always being a bounty hunter or something, excluding her from other activities that were happening about camp.