The Heartwood monsters of smoke and mirror

The two options played out in her mind : she could either run away, and leave her dignity behind, or she could hold her ground and risk an injury.

The pretty she wolf curled her lips back and gave a tiny growl when he took a step forward. Her tail lashed with anger and annoyance, she knew she had to make up her mind, still she was determined not to start a fight unless she had to.

"Answer me!" she snarled, "What do you want?" she snapped at the air, and lifted her chin to show dominance over the wolf.

Have I gone to far? she wondered nervously, hoping the wolf would retreat.