Sometimes I Snore

Ellie backed away even farther as the dark-furred wolf came towards her. Everything about him at this point screamed, "Threatening!" -- from the way he walked to the way he spoke, to the way he grinned maliciously at her. She swallowed, trembling, and cursing at herself. She really needed to stop being so bitchy to people she didn't know. Despite this knowledge, she still had the overwhelming urge to get even with the guy. He was -- even though she was terrified -- pissing her off.

"What's your problem?" she asked. "Are you crazy? You just go around threatening wolves you just met?" Even as she spoke the words, her voice shook with fear. She was still waiting. Waiting for that one movement of his that would make her bolt. She should have been running already, but Ellie had a bad habit of enjoying pissing people off.