A high pitched yelp would slice through the air, but the blowing wind would nearly muffle it out. Snow being tossed without a care as a blizzard had blown in strong to the point where just a couple yards was difficult to see through. Just moments later a fence would go crashing to the ground, a large brown wolf collapsing and sending a wave of snow into the air. But it didn't stop there, gasping for air it struggled to stand back up, wincing in pain at a wound across the shoulder. Blood had splattered the sea of white, spreading in a nasty manner. She couldn't stop though, quickly it looked over its shoulder and pushed onward. Grunting as she tried to pick up speed again, running from something.
Minor info. Abandoned town, wolf is larger than average (so some kind of shifter), being chased, blizzard is happening, female.