Bearclaw Valley Legally blonde

the smell of blood and the loud trill of a scream brought forth the shade from the confines of the valley, and it did not take her long to round upon the pair with a kind of dangerous, sharp grace to her step.

she knew not what this poor creature had done to earn the wrath of her alpha and she cared even less; all she knew was that there was blood in the air and she wanted in.

spurred on by the urge to protect (although the flailing creature seemed of little threat) she dove in just as xan had begun his shaking, grabbing onto the other end of the creature and pulling away, using her struggling body as a rope for tug-of-war.