Stone Circle Back again...

Mara was unable to detect the new figure behind her, too overwhelmed with thoughts of rabbit meat to ease her begging stomach. It was only the sound of rushed paws hitting the ground that gained her attention, her ears lifted into the air, eyes suddenly filled with shock as a soot colored wolf plowed towards her. Her heart beat quickened, the only thought on her mind was her inevitable reaction - fight or flight.

As the seconds built up and the space between them continued to close her mind raced. She wanted to fight, but her condition was so frail and weak. She stood up and backed away slightly, leaning towards the more logical approach, to run. But her pride couldn't allow her to be a coward. Mara's hair stood on end, however taking too much time to decide her approach, that she ended up being put on her back by the jet brute. 

Completely startled by the sudden impact, a short bark escaped her throat.