Haunted Wood I don't want your crowd

Teeth caught her forelimb but she had landed and was ready. It was a pup, she realised. Another one?
Where did they come from? 
She flung her leg, trying to dislodge the youth. Her wrath only growing with the moments.

"Why were you screaming, child?" She looked down at the young fighter. She needed to know if there was anything wrong in the woods before she did something about it. She was heading towards the rendezvous site after all.