Redhawk Caldera murdering beauty and passions

The loner was wild. Well, obviously, she was indeed a wolf. But she was wild in personality, she would not handle giving up until it was needed. At least, until she thought it was needed. The thought that she was free now was peobably the root of this, making her think she could do whatever she liked. She had spent so much of her life as a slave that she didn't yet know what freedom was really like. Her hopes decreased as her attack didn't land. In this position, it was hard to reach much anything else besides her legs. This time instead she kicked her back feet several times, and hard, with hopes that they would find themselves somewhere on Fox's chest or stomach. She growled in frustration as her attempts missed.