diamonds come rolling out

Weight collided with the side of her body and she was back on the black sand beach, her answering snarl to the tug on her ear was far more murderous than her opponents as teeth lashed out blindly in the dark. She tasted blood on her tongue and her senses were overwhelmed with the scent of damp earth and cedar, white pine and salt. She adjusted her grip to grab onto flesh that had not been punctured by her teeth and threw her whole weight into shoving the larger wolf off. Her eyes were squinting defensively, as her brain fought to catch up. Nearly all the Scowle wolves were taller than she was, but most were heavier than she was too. The way the teeth had dragged across her skull had the fur down her spine tingling in a way that wasn’t related to fear, but a dark coat was no real give away either. Which one was it? And why were they here?

"speech".