planning a crash landing

Training or not, she had bravery in her heart. She hadn’t run. She had taken control of the fear, digging her own claws into the panther's flesh. He knew that even if he hadn’t been here, she would not have gone quietly.

He pushed past the panther, and crouched down beside the smaller wolf. Her youth and vulnerability was visible through her lowered head, her trembling apologies. But he hadn’t forgotten the bravery she had shown just a moment before. He reached out a paw to touch the underside of her chin. “Have pride, little one. You're courageous, if not experienced” he said. It was that spark that he looked for the most in the wolves around him. Those that did not give up easily, that pushed on even when the world itself was against him.
After a moment, he dropped his paw to the ground again. “Is there family I can return you to? The world isn’t safe right now, you shouldn’t be out here alone.” brave or not, the world wasn’t kind at the moment. He wouldn’t relish the thought of seeing her life extinguished by the dangers out there.

"Sirius Fatalis"