Noctisardor Bypass riskieron

It was a flurry of fur and teeth, but when she realized one of the others was running, she knew that her opponent did not have a chance. That left their enemies even more outnumbered, and Sequoia broke free from her opponent's brief grip. The fight was over; now it was his time to run. Sequoia bared her teeth at him, her lip curled back in a vicious snarl.

She spotted Mahler moving forward and another wolf she did not know, but who was clearly on their side. Large, silvery, and decidedly rugged. Maybe she would make a point to get to know him once this whole thing had blown over. Then again, maybe she'd be more inclined to do so if he was doing more than standing around observing.