Barrow Fields lotus eater

She didn't want to test them... it was stupid to really.  She was about to turn aside before she spotted it, and her attention locked onto a loose haunch, practically begging to be made off with.

She calculated only a moment before springing.  One of Rosalyn's many downfalls; she was not a planner.  Her instinct was to take it and go, and a split second's assessment had told her eh, maybe the large wolf standing nearer was slow enough to get past.  It was all she needed.

Unfortunately, this was not the case, and her opponent had been waiting for just that.  She was bowled over from the side as she sprinted forward, and as she went down, she had a flash of memory; a short stay with a pack, and Thuringwethil, the alpha who led them.  Powerful, crush worthy at the time, and currently ready to tear her apart.  Oh shit.