Redsand Canyon you enter at your own risk, so don't be surprised

She expected the spar to end. With any other wolf she had sparred with, it would have ended there but with Glaukos it did not. The panic set in, her eyes uncertain. The woman was unwilling to be another man’s toy, and unwanted advances were things that she strove to leave in the past. She reacted as he shifted, her hind legs both coming up to kick him hard in the gonads to give her leave for escape from his clutches, not acting on strategy but on instinct.
 
In a matter of moments, this had become about survival, a fierce and feral but shaken snarl escaping as her own trauma response returned to her in that moment. “Get off of me.” The words escaped with it as eyes narrowed, her entire body rigid. It was in Mereo she thought she was safe. It was in Mereo she was supposed to be safe.