Ankyra Sound From the Deep...

She managed to nab the stranger's scruff. She gave it a good yank, hoping to jar some sense into her. It had the opposite effect, however; the strange she-wolf began to scream even harder. Not to mention the struggling. Although Junior's ears pasted to the nape of her neck in response, she didn't loosen her grip. Instead, she gathered more folds of fur and flesh in her teeth and began to drag the dark stranger up the beach, away from the water and toward the borders.

She had dragged heavy prey before but trying to tug a living, resisting creature was a whole different ball game. Eventually, Junior felt so rattled that she had no choice but to let go with a muffled gasp of breath. "What is your problem?" the youngster hissed indignantly, tail lashing. Her eyes suddenly danced with lightning. "Why are you screaming like that? Who are you?" she repeated her earlier question, though she wasn't benching on getting an answer to any of her questions.