The sound, of course, was Fenris. He had gotten so bored of all the inaction at the stream that he'd come over to the farm for a look around and possibly to come and "eat" one of the lovely little farm animals running around. Or possibly even one of the farm hands. He knew of one in particular that was delectable to look at. He was certain she would taste even better. Fenris was crawling along on his belly, using his natural camouflage to mask his presence and approach. Then his keen nose picked up Sandi's scent. It was a mixture of sweat, hay, and woman. Two of his favorite things. His mouth was watering at the very thought if it. He moved quietly, coming around to the back of the barn, where he knew there was a small door that was usually unlocked and kept well oiled. She was there alright. He could still smell her. He watched and waited for the perfect opportunity to pounce on this lovely morsel.