Bramblepoint We float before the sea and eyes,

Huā had been out to scout the lands again, wandering a forest when she heard the sharp yelp from some yards away. She frowned, dark ears swiveling- perplexed at why she only heard one voice, whimpering, but no snarls from another end. Perhaps some poor fellow had been stung by the "bees", she thought- and made her way through the underbrush to seek the victim out. 

The scene she discivered was much different than imagined. There was a scrawny brown wolf- Ruvik, she realized rather suddenly, eyes widening with shock. And upon him was a wolf, biting at the skin upon his shoulder- and who she realized, had a scent matching that of the cannibal Hydra had described once. Could it be...? They were awfully close to the glen... either way, even though months had passed and Huā thought Ruvik may have fled, she would still fight for him. And so as the male struggled beside his attacker, Huā charged to the unfamiliar cannibal, intending to headbutt them in the ribs with as much force as she could muster.