The Tangle la mer

Sounds of others carried to her once she quietened. A sound.
Wolf.
Wolves, actually.
Her gaze narrowed, scanning the trees, before starting towards the source. Not so silent for the pain in her paw. She emitted a low sound, pushing through the branched to land her eyes on the forms. She hunkered low, wondering what the trio was doing here. One was laying on the ground, looking kind of dazed. She rose slightly, eyes piercing through the thin weave of branches.
She tensed up, ears twitching before falling still. Injured paw raised. 
The feline stood stock still, assessing the wolves.

She debated racing up a tree despite the pain. She'd be safer. Three against one didn't fare her odds. she could attack. Strike first. Would she cross the distance on one leap? Possibly half, but by then they'd be moving. Not prey.
She needed to hunt, not fight.
Her tail whipped through the air in indecision.