where's your pride?

Ulmaria trotted along after Álarr, eager to see this gully, this healer's paradise as the older wolf called it. The sand was hot and her paws were starting to get sore but she didn't want to be picked up again just yet. They moved around a large hill and she gasped to see a large cat attacking another pup. A pup she had sparred some time back. Before she could say anything her uncle was charging for the beast. At first Ulmaria hunkered down to try and hide but when she saw her uncle get entangled with the lion she couldn't bring herself to just stand by and wait. She didn't rush in immediately, instead she crept close and when the lion's backside was to hers she sprang and bit down hard on the end of the lion's tail.