Moonspear the night brings violence, are you okay

Another appeared quickly enough, a snowy pelt of the palest silver catching her gaze. Had eagles the ability to smile, she would have then, as she rose high, higher, child in her grasp as she fixed her gaze on the male. Then she plummeted, directly before the male. Just as she reached a tails distance above him did she drop the child directly atop him, only to sweep back up and leave the wolf to deal with the squealing thing. 

She rose quickly to assess what her drop of the child had resulted in, soaring in low, tight circles above them, searching for an opening in which to strike again at the larger wolf that was now her target.