Firefly Glen I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm sorry if it got that bad

Desdemona was there in a flash, clearly having detected the animal before any of them had. A split second made her wonder how it had gotten so close to the glen without anyone noticing, but she realized with astonishment the speed at which it charged. There was no time to howl for help, no time to do anything other than help in whatever way she could.

Amelia flew forward, loyally defending her friend and packmate from the horrible beast with snapping jaws, going after the back of its leg the way she would if a moose or deer had attacked. Concern for her own safety was absent as she made her move, fear flooding her senses and adrenaline taking over as Azon attacked.