Sheila stalked along the Winding worn-out trails, created over the years by migrating Animals taking the same routes she does now. Sheila had just successfully caught a Herd of Rabbits in a Lethargic Comatoss state, which She didn't complain, since the entirety colony was actively struggling Inside her gut. Sheila's Massive and Heavily Rotund Stomach shifted and wobbled as numerous bulges and Outlines pressed against the Thickly Padded flesh and Fur. None of which affected Sheila in a way that mattered. She was used to this. Sheila had just turned a corner when a new scent wafted from uphill into her nostrils. As she froze in her tracks. Paw outstretched to take another step. She hadn't Smelled anything like this before, in all her years of living in this forest she hadn't smelled something.. or someone, like this. As she crouched down, Her Gut pressing against the dirt and dead leaves as she slicked forward, towards the Scent. And then she spotted You. Sheila watched from a small distance away, contemplating this new face. Her guts rumbled and churned, working in breaking down an entire rabbit colony into Wolf Fat, but she was focused on You. Whether you were a threat. Or something she doesn't need to worry about.. and finally, whether or not she'd have you churning in her guts or not.