Shy Deer Steppes Wanna feel like a light in a dark place

the cat was quick to change gears, letting go of the other wolf to focus just on neon. and if she had to be honest with herself, neon probably would've pissed her pants if she weren't afraid of embarrassing herself in front of the other (not that coming off cool should be more important than surviving a cat ambush, but neon still has some priorities to her self image). when the cat finally flees and left the two wolves bleeding and huffing, she can only feel thankful, and a little bit of shock.

her heart has never felt such adrenaline before, pumping as if it might burst. and for a moment, she is able to look over the woman she helped save. older than her, but not by too many years. and lavender eyes, ones that were strange akin to neon's bright pink. and for the few seconds it takes for neon's heart to try and relax, the stranger speaks.

no name is offered but instead praise for the help. "no problem, those things are scary if you're alone. and yea, help would be appreciated," she says, walking closer to the wolf after noticing her bleeding leg, "but do you need help walking? that bite must've hurt." the woman was thankfully similar in height, so it wouldn't require neon much work to support her, if desired.

"dying in general sucks. i probably wouldn't have heard it either. call it divine timing i was here." cats were sneaky predators, and probably that was what scared neon the most, despite being an animal that spills blood and eats flesh, she herself is nothing but a mouse if faced with such an apex animal.