The Floodlands I'm with the band.

Link to roll.

Towhee gasped as she watched the bobcat maul the other wolf. Despite the heavy bleeding, she rushed forward in an attempt to save the stranger. She snapped her fangs at the nearer of the bobcat's hind legs, then sprang aside to avoid a counterattack. Although everything was a red blur again, Towhee managed to evade another slash. She didn't hear the cat's unearthly shriek as a result of the tendons being flayed open by her teeth.

By the time Towhee could wipe the blood from her face with a foreleg, the bobcat was limping swiftly away along the swollen riverbank. There was barely time for relief, however, as the Beta darted to her unknown cohort's side to assess the damage.