snarl! snap!

She wagged her tail. Wren knew Medusa was a bit... odd? She wanted to say she was unique too. Speaking in the third person, behaving a bit strangely... She knew she shouldn't judge. Medusa had done nothing wrong to her, so Wren assumed she was friendly enough as a wolf. She also knew her patterns would cause others to glance her way, seeing the skeletal etchings as a warning. "You're wrong" she joked, grinning "I couldn't have done it without your help!" A hog alone was something for larger wolves to tackle. Not a smaller wolf that was no Dire.

But enough about that. There was a fight to win! Hopefully. Wren felt some subtle blood pool from the swipe on her back. She rounded, snarling as Medusa placed herself between. The other woman called a warning but the jaguar did not listen. The brunette rounded the larger wolf as it lunged at Medusa, snapping her jaws. She managed to connect with the end of its nose. It was a brief feeling of victory - for the jaguar yanked itself back. The blood was little but enough for it to think twice.

"Get lost!" she snapped along with Medusa's words "or die!" She had no trouble killing a feline like this. Its coat would look pretty great in her new den. And if they killed it, she would no doubt save some other wolf from harm.

"Speech"
235 WC
3/3 track and hunt medium prey (wild hog)
1/3 fight predator (jaguar)