Bearclaw Valley Friends, or Foes?

They all watched in horror as the brat hit the ground. 
Then they swarmed like angry bees.
There was absolutely zero way she could take on half the pack by herself. She knew they were all aiming to kill her, and the though outnumbered greatly, the Titaness fought back viciously, biting, snapping, slashing with her teeth and snarling, roaring like a hound of hell. Nyra didn't care if she blinded anybody or what have you. 

As soon as an opportunity glimpsed itself she landed every possible blow she could to every wolf she could reach coming for her in that brief time frame, and with wounds and blood littering her body, she tore into a dead sprint the opposite direction toward home. 

Fuck this, she's out. To hell with Ursus, let them all burn.