It was just a peek

"Mistress!" She couldn't help the sudden cry that escaped her. A surging flow of emotion filling her. Shame stung her vains that her Lady would see this. 'We want you to learn to defend yourself' they had said, Briar had wanted. She had let down her Lady, and there was no ignoring it. But beyond that, there was something else. The brute behind her had yanked back her head and filled her eyes with terrible visions of himself, caused her pain and to relive a nightmare she had left behind. She had known no one was coming to save her, and then Briar was there. Somehow, she had known. She had cared enough to come, running as fast as her paws could carry her to Lias plight. Throwing her attacker to the ground, and freeing her. Tears were streaming down her face as she skuttled a few steps from the fight, hunkering down in the grass.

Fleeing or fighting hadn't been an option for Lia, not when the stake was her own body. But now, with Briar risking her life for her slave, Lia couldn't take the chance to flee. She stayed, watching the fight with eyes wide with fear and worry.

Then her attacker was grabbing Briar by her antlers, spinning her off her feet and driving her into the ground. The small, skittish, and hurting slave gasped. "No!" She whispered as she watched the Tyrant roll Briar underneath him. Before she knew it, she was back on her paws and leaping forward. Her snarl was perhaps a bit frightened and breathless, but she made the sound regardless as she lunched her teeth at the wolfs rump. He wouldn't hurt Briar, he wouldn't!