I don't need saving!

She wasn’t sure how well the dark-pelted stranger was fairing but she could hear the scuffing of his body in the snow. The dire wolf was just too damn big. She and the wolf that had come to help her were about similar height, and the dangerous wolf towered above them both. She wasn’t thinking of him as a wolf at the moment, he was too strange and different. He was a mindless beast hunting them, and seemed to have no use for words.

She dug into the dire wolf's belly, putting much of her strength and weight into the bite. Letting it be her hold as it tossed and turned in an attempt to get to her or knock her loss. Then the black wolf did… something, and suddenly things were moving.

He barked something and it took her brain a second to translate it into look out! and then she was releasing her hold and diving to the side. The dire wolf fell. The gutterl beast growled, and Sera, climbing to her shaking paws, growled right back. Her fear hadn’t reached her yet, not in any sort of intelligent way. She knew it would catch up, but if she turned into a ball of unyielding, unmoving floppy wolf, then she would die, and maybe her stranger would too in an attempt to save her. So she growled harder, and snapped her jaws. It was two against one, go find easier prey elsewhere.

Perhaps he was getting the message, he started to shake himself loose of the black wolf.

"Speech"