Hideaway Strath Stand Beside Me, Or Get Out Of My Way

The Paladin saw her from behind, fire-lit eyes never straying from her figure. 

Nyra leveled her head with her spine, prowling forward, raptoral and livid-pissed. Nearing closer to Sasha, she growled quietly "Time to teach you a lesson." 

And with zero warning save for those growl-whispered words, the Shieldmaiden slammed into the wolfdog's shoulder with a vicious roar and ungodly force, teeth fully bared and seeking Sasha's soft, tender throat.

Or anything, really. Her intent was to maul and to maim, not necessarily to kill.

Not yet at least.