The Heartwood Running down the halls

It all happened so fast the Speedy wasn't even sure what exactly was happening at first. She heard the murderous sound from behind her, and cold, sickening fear shot through her chest. Had she been tricked into relaxing so someone could attack her from behind? She turned just in time to see her own packmate lunging at them. She might have been relieved, but she noticed too late that he was coming right for her. It was too late to react--he connected with the side of her neck, teeth sinking into her flesh. Please stop. It's me. Its me, she cried out, tears forming in her eyes from pain and fear. There was no way she could fight him off. She didn't know how else to get him to let go except for trying to get through his rage-clouded mind. She struggled against his hold, desperately trying to break free without having to hurt him (as if she really could). Surely he would see his mistake soon and turn his rage on the other woman.