Scorchtail

The local wolves have been whispering tales of forest fires, of ashen trails and the smell of burning carrion as of late. Though no one can say what the real cause of the bizarre incidents has been, all eyes turn to Scorchtail as she treks through the mountains on her next hunt. 

The prints she leaves behind are scorched into the bare earth. Embers shed from her coat, and her eyes blaze like a raging fire. She isn't a cruel being by any means. Dedicated to her job, pleasant and polite when that includes socializing, and always off to start the next hunt.