Broken Antler Fen this feeling’s dancing in my flames.

Eshe quirked a brow, scoffing at the girl now. "I know I'm better, and for a great many reasons," she growled, shifting her paws to take her back and away just a few inches. It was futile--the woman was striding forward a moment later. Eshe tensed, her lips twitching into a snarl. The stranger was apparently far stupider than she looked. Eshe had no pack, and what world did this creature come from where a pack treated its wolves as property to be fought over and stolen?

She didn't reply to the threat. Without preamble, she sprang off to her right, running as quickly as she could straight for the herd of deer. They parted, trying to get out of her way. She twisted into them, sending them scattering and making it much harder for the crazy wolf to pursue her, giving Eshe her chance to escape.