Ravensblood Forest I worship like a dog

However badly the young woman wanted to shout about "his kind" for all the dark forest to hear when he made his accusations in return, Saena refrained, if only because he'd made a lunge for her. Hastily she stepped back, for the moment managing to avoid him, if only by the fortune of his injury. In prime condition, Dogmeat easily would've caught a mouthful of her snout or throat in his jaws. Somehow, the Blacktail didn't realize the severity of that reality.

"How 'bout you just fucking die instead?" she said with a snarl. She was less certain of herself now, her demeanor reduced slightly to a more nervous fidgeting. She was ready to flee on the spot if he made another move—she wasn't completely stupid, even though her passionate belief that he'd wronged wolves in general made her act rather stupid—but she faltered, half-believing he was too injured to do anything drastic.