Rosina was running through the forest with her heightened senses. Her eyes kept looking from each direction since the male wolves were all scattered. The only thing she needed to do was to choose who would be her next victim.
"Ah, who will be my next meal," Rosina thought before stopping and taking a quick sniff in the air.
Rosina smelled each of the male wolves' scent, but some of them were nasty. She kept on sniffing until she found her meal. A fragrance that smelled like fresh leaves in the summer.
"I smell you," Rosina whispered and turned to the other direction where the scent was coming from. Saliva dripped from her mouth, anticipating getting her prey in her hands.
Rosina ran faster. Her bodily strength doubled with the help of her wolf and the mysterious power on her left eye. She was a predator among them.
The closer she got, the more evident the scent was.
