Lost Creek Hollow The Wind that Ruffled my Fur

As the wolf charged, I flicked my ear. I was raedy for the attack, though I didn't know what exactly she was going to do. I had some experience, yet not enough for the druid. I was bigger than her, so her weight probably wouldn't work on me, but I was not yet able to mtch her pace. The scruff was where most wolves attacked, so I wanted to protect it as well as my knees, where she could bite and my legs would buckle. My skin could be ripped of for all I cared, but I wanted to make an impression. I gathered all my strength to defend the attack. I let out a snarl as she charged and flipped onto my back, where my legs could easily push her off. This will probably be a sight! A wolf on her back pushing a druid off with her hind legs! I thought, knowing I had different ways of defense...