i'll show thee the way

Runt was caught by surprise. This wolf was indeed excellent in combat, and the once-slave's mind had been shaped in a way that critiqued the lady's every motion. The slave had been Coal's personal slave, and he himself had trained her. She still had his mark. A long old white scar ran from her back down and around her haunches. It had been there since she had arrived when she was about a month old.
The kid fell onto the ground but she recovered quickly. She leapt up as soon as she was possibly ready. She snarled and her gleaming white fangs showed. She recalled the want to shed blood, Orange's blood. Somehow Jupiter had fed her a certain something that had made her feel suddenly violent. Of course, that feeling was not here now, but she could recall it.