Deepwood Weald Run; As Your Life Depends On It

The winds tickles the insides of her ears and bristles her thick winter fur as she stands there panting before the huge wolf. Her ears facing behind her to listen for the thing that follows. Those wide golden orbs glance back again and frantically meet the others form after searching in the woods. The wind had picked up and so did the snow, she can hardly see too far into where she had just came from.

Glancing back up to him, her brows go taut and furrow just merely at the fact that he still seems undisturbed by her current situation. Then he asks her what exactly is chasing her and the woman turns her head to glance back while subconsciously stepping a bit closer to the white wolf, coming to stand more beside him than in front. 

“A giant fucking cat.” Her smooth voice boasts with obvious distress, though still not too loud. Her tail swishes from side to side in agitation and the hairs along her spine prickle. 

Then as the cogs in her mind finally settle down from being so frightened she has the bright idea that perhaps this giant man could help her–help her not get eaten of course. Amita sidles back behind the other more for protection than anything. Small enough to dance under the others tail comfortably, brushing against his hind legs and appear on the other side of him. 

Her breath evened out and voice normal enough to not get confused with fear. “Can you help me? I like the thrill of death, but it can get a little overbearing at times.” She says with that curious tilt to her head and a light smile with just a touch of deviousness in it. Though perhaps she’s pushing her luck asking help from such a ghostly looking beast, she still takes her chances. 

Also if you want the cougar to show up again feel free to power play as it and have it do whatever lol. I might do the same! We can just share it n shit haha