She had been running for days! Didn't these people ever give up?
The black wolf slid to a stop, her sides heaving as she gulped in the bitter Canadian air. Her ears perked, twitching around and monitoring for any sort of sound that would suggest she was being followed. She lowered her head, setting her sights on the forest in front of her. That was her goal. If she could make it, she'd be able to completely disappear.
A soft crunch suddenly sounded, her whole body tensing as she stilled. The wind picked up, seeming to scream its warning as the snow suddenly came to life. She didn't wait around, leaping forward and breaking into a dead sprint. This whole laying low thing would have been so much easier if her forms weren't all melanistic. Damn genes. Then again, her paw pads were bleeding and it probably left a lovely little trail to her as well.
The snow next to her exploded, causing the canine to duck and roll to the side with a yelp.
"Hailee Wolffe! Please halt!" a voice called, being carried away by the wind as she chose to ignore it anyway. They were shooting at her for God's sake!
The shapeshifter continued to run, pushing herself, every muscle screaming as she streaked across the snow. She looked back only for a moment, scowling as she noticed them gaining on snow mobiles. That wasn't fair, not in the slightest!
One of the men on the snowmobiles adjusted the tranquilizer gun under his arm, reaching up to tap the side of his helmet. ::It looks like she's making a break for the woods since she's an open target out here. Is anyone able to intercept her?:: he asked over S.H.I.E.L.D's encrypted comm. frequency.