Her warrior instincts and training had made her quick. She easily hopped out of the way of the dark female's jaws. It made it even more simple to do so, since the wolf was larger than her. She could easily read her movements.
Safely out of the wolf's jaws, her followers screeched in anger. How dare this oversized mutt attack their queen? The black birds puffed up their feathers and darted close to the wolves, jabbing at them but narrowly missing their fur. They would not break skin unless Morrígan gave the word, but they showed their anger nonetheless.
The Matriarch hissed. "Do you think you're so high and mighty, wolf? You can kill one of us by yourself, but can you withstand an entire horde?" With one signal she could bring a whole legion to attack these pompous creatures and give them a few scars.
