I don't need saving!

He didn’t attempt to approach. Instead, he rested his rump into the snow. His words helped to settle her, as did his patient stillness - whether he meant it to or not. Once the fear washed away, her frustration surfaced. She didn’t want to be anyone's victim, and some people's damsel.

“I’m fine ” she said with emphasis. This time, it even sounded almost true. “I have a hard noggin” she touched a paw to the scales that her brow featured with a sigh. It seemed there was a reason she was born with them - in that she was often finding herself knocking against something.

“Never seen him before in my life” she said truthfully. “Never seen a bastard that big before” [/color] she added. Who knew wolves even came in that size? Not her.

“You always run head first into danger, or did you get your directions confused?”

"Speech"