It was a boring day for her, and she needed some entertainment. She hadn't interacted with a single other wolf since she pestered the boy of her colors by the river. She wanted to meet him again, but right now anyone or anything would do. She just need some form of entertainment before her brain rotted and oozed out of her ears. She laid on a flat rock in the woodland, pouting, and contemplating something fun to do. Her pale green eyes scanning over the leafy scenery. Her dark ears perked suddenly at the sound of a twig snapping nearby. She slowly and quietly got to her obsidian paws. She carefully made her way over to where she had heard the noise, and to her delight she found herself staring at a rabbit. She took another step, but she hadn't seen the stick beneath her paws. The crack alerted the rabbit, who immediately stood on it hind legs a looked around stiffing an air. She rushes forth from her hiding spot, the rabbit being already alert ran. She chased that rabbit into the fields, all the way until it ran over border of a nearby pack. She scrambled to stop; only successfully doing so about a foot from the line. She had been so focused on the rodent, that she hadn't scented the smell of others. From the smell she could tell there were many as she pads towards the source, hoping for some prime targets for her pranks and jokes. She found she was right coming upon the group. She eyed each individual in the group looking for her next victim.