The Floodlands wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight

Though her jaws snapped on air, Ragna succeeded in knocking the other wolf down. As Ragna went to pin her, though, the woman rolled away and sprung back to her feet. The firebolt began to circle her and, snarling, Ragna turned with her, so that when the woman finally sprung, she made contact with Ragna's shoulder instead of her back. Pain burst in Ragna's shoulder, and she stumbled, distracted. She tested it on the ground quickly and found that though it ached, it was not injured. The pain would fade, and though she was growing tired, Ragna wouldn't back down just yet. Again she lunged, teeth bared, now aiming to take the firebolt by the scruff of her neck.