Sleeping Dragon Never gonna give you up

With hunger came weakness and slower reflexes. Wildfire could not regain her footing before the black wolf sprang at her, intent on keeping her pinned to the earth. As the other she-wolf bore down on her, Wildfire at least managed to roll onto her back. This exposed her throat and stomach but it also freed her legs. She kicked out with all four of them at once, paws connecting bluntly with the other female's soft underside. Simultaneously, Wildfire writhed like a fish pulled from a river. The combination of these movements allowed her to slip free of her attacker's grasp, just barely.

Lurching onto all fours, Wildfire now made a mad dash back toward the borders. Unfit to fight—due in part to hunger but mostly a simple lack of prowess—only one option remained to her: flight.