Kota scratched her ear as she sat and listened and smelled for something, something to come padding along that had four legs and fur, maybe feathers, it didn't matter. Just something to put in her stomach. She heard a raccoon come scurrying along in the grass. This stupid thing was actually heading closer to her! She delighted in the creatures ignorance. She waited until it got within 5 feet of her, and pounced quickly, literally slamming down on top of this helpless creature and breaking its neck between her jaws. That staved off the hunger for a little while, but she knew she would need more soon.<br/><br/>As she sat and ate her kill, she listened for a howl, listened for any kind of sound a wolf might make. Nothing. All she could hear was a mouse scurrying around, too small to bother try and catching. She scratched her ear again, she was pretty sure she had a tick or four in there from this forest. She missed her pack, playing around with the older puppies, because she really didn't care about her position in the pack. She had not been the omega in her last pack, but she certainly was not a beta or alpha. She did not care enough to try and fight to win that position, and then have to fight to keep it.<br/><br/>As night drew closer, she sat in the grass, trying to remember what had happened. She had been walking, away from the safety of her pack, always a stupid move, but she had been following a smell she didn't recognize. Then something hit her, and the rest of that night and the next day had been a blur. All she could remember was being taken to someplace with white walls and floor, and then released that night into this new forest.<br/><br/>Night fell over Yellowstone park, and Kota got a sudden burst of energy, and started prowling around, investigating new smells and trails. She smelled an elk track, and considered going after it as a reflex, but then remembered her pack was not with her. She sat an let out a long howl, hoping she heard a reply.