Fighting Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have... Right?

As her first target ran off to avoid any further attacks, she pivoted to look toward Strix just to make sure her brother had his own fight handled. It seemed like he did, but she still liked to make sure. As she was looking his way and watching as he went after a second dog with a bite to its ear, she spotted one of the other dogs rushing toward Strix—seemingly to come to the aid of its pack mate. She snarled and lunged in, grabbing its scruff before it had a chance to reach her half-brother and pulling it back away from him. It flailed and snarled and did end up ripping itself out of its grasp, but not without tearing up its own scruff with her teeth in the process. There was a big gash across the back of its neck by the time it was skittering away from her and apparently that was enough to convince it not to mess with them any more. So much for saving its comrade, she supposed! She turned then, looking to see if there were any other dogs that were brave enough to stick around besides the one that Strix was currently engaged with or if they had gotten their point across that this was no longer free territory for this pack to hang out in.

"Rusalka Alondra Klein"