Blackfeather Woods send help

She was far too preoccupied to even notice another's presence, lest it be to a calling out to a possible savior. Unfortunate that neither were the heavenly salvation she so desired, a savior. For now she had to be her own savior. Soleil felt unsuited, and new to what had begun from the youngling, a fight she never was in, or thought to be in. Her tail felt like it had a fire burning, but a cold relief from the release of the other, only to another latching at her shoulder. What a thankful avoid of the face and neck, the brutal of all- but still too close for comfort. Her heart was beating. 

This was horrible.

While internally screaming, she had to break free, somehow! A more firm attack Soleil placed, but still hestitation, she didn't want to hurt them. If possible she desired to strike onto her neck, preferably right at the scruff of the neck in a hope to waddle this gal away from her, and flee with haste. Though there was a slight vexation coming from her chest, feeling injust in the situation, for the golden and gray one didn't know why this had to happen, or what reason to be attacked. It felt fustrating.