Phoenix Maplewood What's the time, Mr Wolf

All of a sudden, there was much more than just bad breath in her face. There was a leg thrown over her shoulder and sharp teeth just inches from her ear. Something about the actual, physical contact got through to Wildfire. She blinked rapidly, as if waking from a stupor, and then went rigid in fear. Seeing as she wasn't being actively gripped or bitten, she slowly walked backward out of the threatening embrace, lowering herself to the ground in the process.

"I'm—I have no idea what's gotten into me," she muttered to herself, then a little louder she added, "I'm sorry. My mate's been missing for days and I think I'm going a little crazy." Plus there was the hormonal roller coaster to consider, though Wildfire wasn't going to mention that to a perfect stranger going on enemy.