Snowgem cautiously crept to the strange she-wolf that collapsed three feet in front of her.  The she-wolf was a stranger but seemed wounded. She made Shadow stay hidden in the brush. Snowgen sniffed the she-wolf's back end and body; then she sniffed her ears and mussel. Snowgem was sure the she-wolf would have a sour smell mixed with that of blood. She tossed back her head and barked.<br/><br/>"You're not hurt, sick, or bleeding. What you need young one?"